Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

On the other side, Ah Fu did the same thing, but due to the instantaneous difference in height, the two figures were already quite far apart.

Jackie Chan looked around and saw an ancient building with green plants climbing on it not far away.

Judging from its style, it seems to be a castle built in the Middle Ages, but it has long been abandoned and is mostly covered with green plants, showing the vicissitudes of time.

It must have taken hundreds of years. The vines on the castle walls were like tentacles of time, clinging to the glory of the past and refusing to let go.

Jackie Chan glanced sideways again and saw Ah Fu still threatening and shouting strange moves, chasing him relentlessly.

The names of his moves are weird and bizarre, as if they were dug out from ancient secret books, but also as if they were created at will, full of unknown and mystery.

His figure flashed and he floated towards the open space next to the ancient building.

Its movements are agile, like a nimble flying swallow, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"boom"

Jackie Chan landed on the lawn near the ancient building, which was green and full of vitality.

The lawn was like a soft green carpet, welcoming his arrival and cushioning the impact of his landing.

He immediately threw away his parachute, jumped down, rolled a few times to dissipate the impact, and then stood up.

The way he tumbles is neat and smooth, fully demonstrating his profound skills and agility over the years.

"The eagle has landed!"

On the side, Ah Fu's figure also fell down. His landing method was very different from Jackie Chan's. He fell straight down.

He then did more than ten somersaults, spun in the air for who knows how many times, and finally dodged and squatted on the ground.

The somersaults are dazzling, like a wonderful acrobatic performance, but with a bit of risk and recklessness.

"Ah, that's a pretty cool move, but I think you could probably do two fewer turns, so maybe you don't have to have your eyes shining when you stand up."

Jackie Chan watched Ah Fu's "performance" in amazement, and after saying this, he hurried towards the ancient building.

Although there was some sarcasm in his words, there was also some concern and reminder for Ah Fu.

"to make……"

Just as Ah Fu was about to shout "Don't leave" he suddenly stood up and tried to chase Jackie Chan.

However, the high-speed descent from a high altitude caused blood stagnation, and it instantly exploded among countless handsome spins.

His eyes went dark and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall into darkness, the body lost balance, and the soul seemed lost in the darkness.

"The tiger's eyes are dim..."

Ah Fu paused for a moment, came to his senses, and looked in the direction where Jackie Chan was running. He saw that it was an ancient building. Judging from its appearance, the passages inside seemed to be quite complicated.

The interior of the building is like a mysterious maze, hiding countless unknowns and dangers, and perhaps also the key to solving the current dilemma.

He kept walking and quickly chased after Jackie Chan.

He walked hurriedly with firm determination, regardless of his recent discomfort, vowing to compete with Jackie Chan, or to find out the truth behind this series of events.

……

"Ancient wisdom: A wise fisherman will wait for the snipe and the clam to fight"

In the vast night sky, the full moon is like a warm and flawless jade ring, lying quietly above the deep sky.

The clear light it sheds is like strands of light gauze and endless silk, slowly falling from the distant sky, and like flowers scattered by a fairy, pouring down into a secluded bamboo forest.

Shrouded in the hazy moonlight, the bamboo forest seems to be endowed with elves of life, and the bamboo leaves rustle, as if whispering an ancient and mysterious story.

The cool light, like water, covered the whole world with a dreamy veil, making this bamboo forest look like a corner of fairyland left in the human world.

Jiang Shi Nian's figure appeared quietly in the bamboo forest, like a ghost slowly emerging from the darkness.

The towering bamboos around the place are like natural barriers, completely blocking out the noise and chaos in the distance, as if isolating the entire world and leaving only this quiet little world.

A shadowy ninja, with a pine-like figure, stood respectfully beside him.

The black figure looked even more mysterious in the moonlight, as if it was a shadow messenger born in the darkness, silently waiting for its master's orders.

Jiang Shi Nian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his eyes lightly swept over the record handed over by the black shadow ninja.

He thought to himself that letting the two humans compete and fight with each other would be just like the children in that righteous family playing and fighting.

Their success or failure seems to be controlled by an invisible hand. It involves both the vague and unpredictable element of luck, like the flickering of stars, and the tiny element of strength that can play a role at the critical moment.

Jackie Chan, as the most dazzling star among the protagonists, carries with him a fortune that is like a brilliant galaxy in the vast universe, shining brightly enough to suppress the weak luck of those who are hostile to him.

Therefore, in many dangerous situations, he can often miraculously give rise to wonderful factors that are beneficial to him, just like lighting a bright lamp in the darkness, guiding him to break through numerous difficulties.

Now, the righteous energy is like the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, shining brightly and illuminating the sky with great power, forcing the black energy representing evil and chaos to hide and retreat, just like receding tide.

Jackie Chan is entrusted with the sacred mission of protecting the Tao, so his luck is naturally much more powerful and profound than that of ordinary humans.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he was able to repeatedly escape safely from dangerous situations on the verge of life and death, and many times by chance, he was able to make villains such as Ah Fu dizzy and at a loss.

In other words, Jackie Chan is like the most beloved child in the family, enjoying endless care and favor.

The villains like Valon are just children of distant relatives. Although they have close ties with the family, they can never reach the core glory and attention.

They are like shadows hovering on the edge of the family feast. Although they can get a share of the pie, they cannot become the focus in center stage.

Chapter 156: Ahfu, Tru has turned over a new leaf, don’t you want to eat donuts?

However, even if they are not favored, they will not suffer from harsh criticism, beatings, or even the tragic situation of being beaten with sticks.

If the biological child and the child of a distant relative just have some verbal disputes, perhaps the family elders will just stand by and watch, without interfering or meddling too much.

But if the two sides start fighting with real swords and guns, the elders will come forward and gently pull the children of the distant relatives apart to calm the dispute.

Therefore, the attitude that Jiang Shi Nian has always held is to let humans fight and compete on their own. He rarely gets involved himself, like a detached bystander.

Even the well-trained black shadow ninjas who are good at acting in secret often only play the role of guiding the villains instead of directly helping them, allowing them to play out their own destiny on the stage of the confrontation between good and evil.

"They crashed in England?"

Jiang Shi Nian shook his head slightly. Although there was a hint of surprise on his face, he was extremely confident in his heart.

He knew very well that even if the plane crashed, the lives of these two people would be safe.

In the dark, there seems to be a mysterious external force quietly protecting them, like a pair of invisible hands, pushing them to continue on the track of destiny, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, it can keep them safe.

"And...England?"

The scarlet light in Jiang Shi Nian's eyes was like two balls of burning fire, flickering faintly.

At this moment, my own son and the children of my relatives have started fighting, just like a war without the smoke of gunpowder has begun.

And where will the unknown wheel of fate lead Jackie Chan?

Is it the bright road to salvation, or the dark abyss trap?

Jiang Shi Nian looked up at the bright moon and saw it slowly rising into the sky, like an extremely graceful dancer dancing in the vast sky.

The cool light shone on his face, reflecting a cold and thoughtful look.

In a few hours, the bright moon will reach the highest point of the dome. What kind of changes will happen then?

"Where is that bald man?"

Jiang Shi Nian's eyes were as sharp as lightning, like a blade that could penetrate the darkness, and they shot towards the shadow ninja beside him.

His hoarse and low voice, like the cry of a night owl in the quiet night, slowly echoed in the bamboo forest, carrying a hint of unquestionable majesty and oppression.

……

"Our plan must not be known to anyone. The power of magic will cleanse this land, and the secret of the Stonehenge will eventually be revealed to the world as we believe in it!"

In a mysterious place, as if it were a corner forgotten by the world, a group of wizards in white robes and blue hoods gathered together like a group of conspirators in the dark night.

Their voices were low and fanatical, as if they were performing a sacred yet evil sacrifice. The sound echoed in the silent space with a heart-pounding power.

"Sasa"

In a secluded corner of an ancient and mysterious building, a man in a blue sweatshirt was hiding stealthily on the other side of the aisle, like a mouse cautiously looking for food in the dark night.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, as if time had stopped here and the space was drained of all sounds, even the sound of a needle falling to the ground.

It can also be clearly heard, as if the whole world is holding its breath, waiting for a storm to break out.

He waited for a moment, listening attentively, like a sensitive hound catching the scent of its prey.

Realizing that there seemed to be no one around, he paused for a moment. In that moment of pause, one could seem to hear the violent beating of his heart.

Then he slowly moved his body, his movements as gentle as a snail crawling, every step was full of caution and vigilance, and he carefully poked his head to the corner, as if he was uncovering a secret that had been buried for thousands of years.

"The tiger pounces on the food!"

Just as he was about to look out, a loud shout suddenly came from the corner, like a sudden thunder, breaking the dead silence.

The sound was like a roar from hell, carrying with it endless deterrence, making the surrounding air seem to tremble.

"what!"

The man was frightened out of his wits, like a poor creature cursed by the devil.

He hurriedly dodged, his movements as fast as lightning, and narrowly avoided the man's swift attack.

At the moment of dodging, one could seem to see the fear and desire to survive flash across his eyes.

"Afu, maybe you can be like Tru, turn back from your wrong ways and turn over a new leaf!"

The man was agile and after dodging Ah Fu's attack, he quickly stretched out his hands into knife shapes, like a pair of sharp blades dancing wildly in the wind, swinging rapidly back and forth, creating a slight sound of wind.

His feet seemed to be equipped with springs as he ran forward. Every step he took was filled with strength and determination, as if he was racing against death.

"Jackie Chan, hand over those two bracelets immediately!"

Ah Fu, with his flaming red hair, followed Jackie Chan closely like a flash of red lightning.

His footsteps lightly tapped the ground, like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet contained infinite power. His entire body seemed to turn into a red streak, flying forward at an extremely fast speed.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to tear through the air, leaving a burning trail.

"A claw from the eagle!"

"boom!"