Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

But learning drama kung fu is also the foundation. The actor turned sideways and grabbed Chen Long's leg, and made a fist with the other hand and smashed Chen Long's knee without hesitation, trying to directly destroy the leg.

Chen Long's eyes sank in an instant, and the caught leg was pulled back forcefully, one hand took advantage of the situation and grabbed a do not touch sign and smashed it on the actor's head.

bump!

The loud noise seemed to trigger the museum's alarm. An anxious red light lit up in the dark museum, and the sound of alarms and footsteps began to spread.

Seeing this, the accomplice who had just entered through the wall frowned, casually passed through a glass shield, grabbed a cup-shaped cultural relic inside, turned around and withdrew.

The other actor who was smashed looked dazedly at Chen Long who was caught towards him, and dived into the ground.

On the roof, Luo Qing raised his hand, and the temperature of the museum suddenly dropped at this moment.

The two people who had just merged into the wall and the ground were bounced back by an invisible force. The sound of distant footsteps gradually approached, but they seemed to be standing still forever, and no one was seen.

The two actors were a little panicked. They looked at Chen Long in surprise, and put on a fighting posture.

Chen Long frowned, before he could move, Xiaoyu's impatient voice came over: "Quick, let me go down and catch them!"

Chen Long paused, and looked up at the same time as the two actors, and immediately saw the slowly falling boy and girl.

"Xiaoyu, Luo Qing? Why did you come here?" Chen Long asked in surprise, but felt that it should be taken for granted. It seemed that it was not surprising that they came here.

"Uncle Long, we were the first to discover this time, and we were the first to arrive, so you are the one following us." Xiaoyu said confidently: "I said it last time when I spelled the snake spell, Uncle Long, you don't allow it." Follow me secretly!"

Chen Long: It seems that it makes sense.

"What's the matter? It's very dangerous here." Chen Long looked at Luo Qing for a moment, forgetting that the world is changing too fast, so it's okay for him to stop talking?

The two actors on the opposite side watched their interaction and tried to blend into the wall again, but the next moment, Eleven Piao appeared from the wall, looking at them with pure white eyes without blinking.

Two actors: .

Chen Long just opened his mouth to ask for help:

The scene became awkward for a while, the two actors looked at each other, and rushed towards Xiaoyu who seemed the most bully.

"Wow Ya Ya Ya"

A voice pierced through the cover of the alarm, making the two actors stunned.

They looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes. They subconsciously wanted to escape again, but when they turned around, they saw the eleven pairs of eyes that merged into the wall staring at them.

"Luo Qing, catch them, this time the first effort is ours!" Xiaoyu was taken aback, feeling the approach of the play, and said quickly.

Chen Long opened his mouth to talk about his father's confession, but this is a crime. In his opinion, all criminals should be judged by the law, not private acts.

Luo Qing raised his hand, and the temperature in the museum dropped again, to a point where it was chilling.

But at this moment, a bald man with clown makeup broke into the museum without any hindrance. Behind him, actors with various makeups walked through the wall and surrounded the two thieves. .

Luo Qing's hand paused, and after thinking about it, he put it down. The eyes on the wall slowly disappeared one by one, and the temperature of the museum began to return to normal.

It's just that the footsteps and shouts of the security personnel in the distance remained in the distance and did not spread to this side.

The buffoon took a look here, bowed slightly, turned around and looked at the two thieves with sharp eyes.

"Rebel, you have defiled the sacred stage and the inheritance handed down by the patriarch. Today I will first abolish your kung fu, expel you from the school, and then hand it over to the law for trial!"

A solemn voice sounded, and the five or six actors surrounding the two of them rushed up together with Mr. Wen.

Amidst the red lights and harsh sirens, it seemed that a big drama had just begun.

Listening to Mr. Wen's words, Chen Long breathed a sigh of relief, well, he doesn't have to worry about whether he will let the criminal go.

Xiaoyu twitched her lips and muttered, "Obviously we were the ones making the arrangement, but someone picked the peaches in the end."

"Master and master are different. It would be better to let them solve it by themselves." After Luo Qing answered, he watched the drama of cleaning up the house seriously.

The two thieves were quickly suppressed by the team led by Mr. Wen. Although Mr. Wen was over 70 years old like Dad, he seemed to know the moves of the two thieves very well.

Every time they stopped their moves in advance with slow movements, coupled with the fierce offensive of the other actors, the two thieves couldn't hold on for long.

Chen Long frowned, his eyes were thoughtful, his kung fu was taught by his father, but now watching these people fighting, he actually saw some ways that were very similar to his own.

So. Where does my kung fu come from?

Just thinking about it, the two thieves had already been held around their necks by knives. Mr. Wen, who was a little breathless, took out a cultural relic from one of the thieves and handed it to Chen Long, saying, "Thank you for your assistance. Don't worry, we will also help you." Not pedantic, when the interrogation is over, they will also go to jail."

Chen Long took it carefully, with a smile on his face: "This is what we should do."

Mr. Wen was not too polite with Chen Long. When he saw the makeup on Xiaoyu's face, he paused for a moment, but didn't say anything. He nodded to them, turned around and escorted the two thieves through the wall and left.

Chen Long turned to look at Xiaoyu, seeing her pale face, Chen Long thought for a while and asked, "You also wiped those things that can go through walls?"

Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, her eyes were a little apprehensive, Uncle Long didn't think she was stealing, did he?

Although, is stealing from a thief considered stealing?

Chen Long didn't think too much, he took out a piece of cloth from his arms, gently wiped the fingerprints on the cup in his hand, then wrapped it in the cloth and handed it to Xiaoyu, pointing to the empty antique booth: "Help Uncle Long put Come in, we should go back."

Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "No problem, wrap it on me."

After restoring the museum to its original state, several people left here quickly.

In the distance, the sound of rattling footsteps approached quickly, and a dozen security personnel looked around with guns.

The security guard at the head asked through the walkie-talkie: "Is the monitoring room really normal? I feel that today's museum is extraordinarily large. We ran for at least 5 minutes!"

The voice from the walkie-talkie hesitated: "Uh, I don't know, maybe the monitoring is broken, it can't even see the red light of the alarm"

"It's a strange thing." The captain murmured, rubbed his blond hair, turned around and said, "Some people will keep their hands here tonight."

Before the captain's voice fell, a team member said tremblingly: "Captain, we must have encountered a ghost, right? I don't want to lose my life because of work."

After the words fell, the security team of more than a dozen people gave a sudden pause, recalling the recent news, and all kinds of visions.

The captain couldn't help shivering, he said with some confusion: "Then go back to the security room first? Wait and see during the day?"

"The captain is wise!"

"The captain's atmosphere!"

"Captain, I love you!"

"team leader."

Papa Antique Store.

Seeing Chen Long and Xiaoyu come back, the old man turned around and went upstairs silently. Some things have changed. In the past, how could such a thing happen?

Sure enough, when I get old, the past can only be a memory, and I can't go back after all.

Mafia Office.

There was a light sound from the wide open window, and Luo Qing's familiar voice came: "Where are the Tiger Talisman and the evil spirit?"

Wa Long raised his head, with a smile on his vigorous face, he opened the drawer calmly, took out four blood-colored banners and an octagonal charm, and put them on the table.

"Lasu and the others originally had one evil spirit in their hands, but they disappeared, and now there are only four evil spirits." Valon said gently.

Luo Qing nodded, picked up the talisman and played with it, Tiger talisman, why didn't you come earlier?

"You did a good job, but I want to remind you that as long as I have the troupe that has been passed down from ancient times, no matter whether you use force or buy it with money, the first troupe must arrive in the United States within two days."

Luo Qing praised, and then said seriously.

"This is fine, but boss." Wa Long rubbed his hands together, and asked cautiously, "Can you add some more black technology? Or the core in front, just give me some detailed explanation."

He explained helplessly: "We can make that thing, but scientists can't understand the principle"

Luo Qing showed a smile on his face: "It's okay to explain, and new things are also fine, but the condition is that all major forces can help catch the evil spirits."

Wa Long paused, and a smile appeared on his face: "No problem."

Chapter 153 The Demon Dragon Reborn

Luo Qing thought for a while, then took out a book similar to a ledger in front of Wa Long, flipped to a blank page, took out a brush and began to write and draw.

Although alchemy is difficult to explain with pure technology on Blue Star, this energy core is still easy for others to understand.

It is mainly the magic power that ordinary people cannot see. If this magic power is interpreted as a certain substance in the air, then the energy core is simply something that attracts and transforms this substance.

As for whether they can study things like magic power, that's not what he should care about, he just gave an explanation.

After thinking about it, Luo Qing also gave a new thing, which is some plant manufacturing methods, which can be regarded as the introductory knowledge of alchemy and flesh transformation.

These things are very troublesome to grow, and Luo Qing doesn't want to spend time growing them.

It just so happens that the major forces on the blue star need extraordinary powers, so each takes what they need.

After finishing writing, Luo Qing pushed the notebook over and said with a smile: "I wrote some potions on it, and the methods of making and cultivating those plants, please give them to them for free."

Valon was a little surprised, took it over and looked at it seriously.

[Name: Physical Recovery Potion.

Grade: low grade.

Effect: Under formal conditions, minor injuries and physical strength can be recovered instantly, and the energy required by the body can be guaranteed for ten days.

Note: There is no need to waste food or medicine for ten days. What are you waiting for?

Redemption: One evil spirit or one hundred catties of bloodstain grass can be exchanged for one bottle. 】

[Name: Mental Restoration Potion.

Grade: low grade.

Effect: In formal and formal situations, a small amount of mental trauma and mental state can be instantly restored, and people can be full of energy within 48 hours.

Note: Are you still afraid that your child will not be able to learn?Are you still afraid of the laxity of the vegetative state?Now that it's here, all problems should be solved.

Exchange: One evil spirit or one hundred catties of Nether Grass can be exchanged for one bottle. 】

[Name: Berserk Potion]

[Name: Strength Growth Potion]

[Name: Speed ​​Increase Potion]

Valon looked at the list in his hand, then looked up at Luo Qing, his eyes became more and more surprised. Although these seemed to be low-level potions, he was still very shocked by the appearance of something like a game in front of him.

He rubbed his hands, looked at the smiling Luo Qing and asked cautiously: "Well, boss, do we have these benefits?"

Luo Qing was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about ten to fifty grams of potion that can make a dozen potions, the smile on his face became more sincere: "Of course, you can get a [-]% discount for your own people, two evil spirits and three bottles, Or a bottle of eighty catties of materials."