Simultaneous Transmigration: What the heck is the kids' channel?

"Yes, that's not a problem at all."

"I can agree to anything you ask."

Shen Ming agreed readily and decisively.

This, however, made Jackie Chan somewhat skeptical.

The other party is involved with the Mafia, Tru and his gang. How could they be a good person?

Since it's a bad guy

Can that be trusted?

Shen Ming: ......

Prejudice is indeed a mountain!

This is the first time I've suffered such a loss.

He is fighting for justice...

"People have two eyes, but they don't look at each other equally." Shen Ming raised his chin and sighed towards the sky, feeling so wronged!

Stereotypes are so annoying!

He looked like he had suffered some kind of shock.

"Jackie Chan, how can you bully people like this?" Ah Fen launched the first attack. To be honest, this was the first time he had ever stood on the moral high ground and pointed fingers at someone.

The other party is Jackie Chan?!

This feeling is pretty good.

"That's right, Jackie Chan, we misjudged you."

"You've disappointed us greatly."

"You really should have retired earlier."

Zhou and Lasu kept talking back and forth, almost leading Jackie Chan astray.

He took a deep breath:

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course, while we may not be the best people, we can still keep our promises."

"That's right, that's true. It doesn't seem to matter if you keep your promise once in a while. Who says bad people can't keep their promises? In this society, keeping promises is very important in terms of relationships," Afu interjected.

"Yeah, yeah!"

"That's right, that's right."

The others nodded in agreement; no matter what, they had won this time.

Brother Shen did the right thing!

"Huh?" Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment, feeling that this matter seemed increasingly unreliable.

Indecisiveness is so annoying.

He changed his mind.

"Tsk, what a hassle, Jackie Chan."

Shen Ming clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, his gaze falling on the talisman as he smiled and said:

"Let me ask you a question."

Do you like cows?

What does this mean?

"Huh?" Jackie Chan scratched his head. What was this question? Come to think of it, he quite liked eating beef, as it was high in protein and had high nutritional value.

"I quite like it."

next second.

"That's good. Also, I don't eat beef!"

Jackie Chan: ?!

I suddenly have a bad feeling!

Replacement number!

The next second, the talisman in Shen Ming's hand flashed with dazzling light. He raised his hand, and the beam of light landed precisely on Jackie Chan. A miracle occurred.

Jackie Chan turned into a cow.

"Moo!"

Jackie Chan, now transformed into a bull, stared wide-eyed, then saw his hands turn into hooves, and let out a piercing scream.

"If you like eating beef, becoming a cow wouldn't be so bad, would it?"

Shen Ming said with a smile.

The Jackie Chan in front of me had been transformed into a robust yak that could only moo under the influence of the talisman's power, but his mind seemed a little unclear.

"My God, how could this happen!"

Ah Fen was suddenly startled.

Lasu looked completely bewildered:

"Jackie Chan? Turned into a horse?"

Zhou adjusted his glasses and corrected him:

"No, he turned into a bull. Look, he even has horns, and he looks quite strong."

"To prevent you from doing anything else, you'd better behave yourself for a while."

As he spoke, Shen Ming put Xiao Yu, who was also stunned and dumbfounded, down from his hands.

"Remember to call Dad for help. I think that old gentleman will have a solution. Goodbye, Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu stared at Jackie Chan, dumbfounded.

"Uncle Long?"

"Moo?"

After doing all that, we headed home.

"We should go back and report."

As for whether Jackie Chan will be alright, and what to do about the upcoming storm?

Shen Ming believed that the righteous forces would intervene.

This black aura is just awful!

If you're useless, then get out!

...........

After receiving the talisman, Shendu was happy for a short time before he started to manipulate Valmont again.

This old guy doesn't even reflect on his own problems.

Inside Valon's office at this moment.

That hoarse voice, which belonged to the Holy Lord, was now filled with anger.

"Vallon, I told you, I need to get all twelve charms in the new year, or you won't get the treasure you want."

"Nine hundred years have passed. What your great-grandfather could not accomplish, you are finally about to achieve in your generation, but we only have four talismans!"

"And that damn archaeologist Jackie Chan, he actually has eight talismans!"

"I'm sorry, Holy Lord, I'm so sorry." Valon chose to endure for the sake of the treasure, and his family had been losing money on this foolish statue since his great-grandfather's time!

Just when they were about to reap the rewards, they ran into that despicable Jackie Chan! He was just as annoying as the lowly railway worker in their great-grandfather's diary!

It's terrible.

"I don't want an apology, I want a spell!"

The Holy Lord's voice suddenly rose in pitch, causing the ceiling above to tremble and a layer of dust to fall.

"Alright, Holy Lord, don't be too angry. You've dirtied my fancy suit." Valon patted the suit with some heartache; it was his favorite.

"If you can obtain the treasure, the rewards you gain will be immeasurable."

Valon's face hardened into a fake smile as he retorted, "Of course, I've witnessed the power of the talisman, but I'm not interested in it. All I want is money!"

Right now, we still need this statue that only talks nonsense, otherwise we would have torn it down long ago!

The red light in the Holy Lord's eyes flashed.

We still need Valon, the clown!

"Don't worry, Holy Master, the talismans Jackie Chan found are all in Section 13. We will retrieve them."

Anyone can talk big, but empty words are useless.

"Don't disappoint me again, Valmont. The new year is almost here, and you don't want to miss out on the treasure, do you?"

Valon's lips twitched involuntarily; this idiotic statue only knew this one sentence.

But it works so well!

The next second, he picked up the phone and dialed. He knew his men's capabilities well, and it would be too much to ask them to face Jackie Chan.

The only option left is to ask the wizard brothers for help.

With this guy's help, they have successfully retrieved the two talismans.

Then use your power again...

Meanwhile, Shen Ming and Dao Long had already arrived in Hong Kong.

Their target was none other than the Holy Lord's Palace.

From beginning to end, neither of them were very optimistic that the Holy Lord could regain his rule over the world.

How could a contest between righteousness and darkness be won by an untrustworthy old man?

He's dreaming.

"Master, now the Holy Lord only needs one more Tiger Talisman to complete the set of twelve talismans."

"If everything goes well, he might actually be able to be resurrected."

Standing on the hillside, Shen Ming looked at the vast expanse of barren land in front of him. This was the location of the Holy Lord's Palace. He then casually gave a brief account of the situation on the Holy Lord's side.

"My dark brother, he's a dragon and a demon lord. How could he possibly keep his word after gaining power? If he wants something, we have to take it ourselves!"

"You won't give it to us? We'll just rob us!"

Shen Ming curled his lip. Master, you are the master at deceiving yourself!

If you were even slightly more prudent, you wouldn't believe that the resurrected Holy Lord could give you the power of the dragon.

Daolong stared intently at the open space in front of him; he could sense the powerful black magic.

What they're looking for is right here.

The Holy Lord's magical library must contain the answer to eternal life!

An ancient and evil incantation was mumbled indistinctly from the mouth of the dragon.

At last.

"Then let us recreate the Holy Lord's palace!"

Daolong raised his staff, and a surge of purple-black energy rushed toward the open space. The ground trembled and a series of muffled roars echoed through the basin surrounded by mountains, causing the earth's veins to resonate. A magnificent and enormous palace was revealed before Shen Ming.

Under the cool moonlight, the magnificent palace shimmered.

"As expected of a teacher, even knows this kind of magic."

Shen Ming's pupils contracted, and then his gaze became intense as he looked at the enormous palace in front of him.

Is this the palace of the former Holy Lord? It truly is a greedy and evil dragon.

Upon hearing this, Dao Long's lips curled slightly, and he raised his staff to tap Shen Ming's head lightly. "If you studied diligently, you would also know this kind of magic."

"We should go in."