Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

With a snort, the little girl said confidently:

"Take the stairs, of course!"

Blake: (?oo?)??

What went wrong?

Did he hear it correctly?

Take...stairs?!

What a joke!

This is District 13!

There is no safer place in the world than here!

A little girl, with no power... well, even if she had the strength to outrun four police officers, how could she have sneaked into District 13 without any explanation?

Blake thought the little girl must be lying! Was she a spy sent by another country?

But this is child labor!

Which force is so shameless?

He actually sent such a young girl to sneak into District 13! Did he think he wouldn't dare to attack a child? !

Just as the two of them stared at each other, the scene fell into silence for a moment.

Suddenly a threatening voice was heard.

Chapter 4 Dad is being held hostage! Jackie Chan: Please take care of Xiaoyu for me!

"Xiaoyu?! Why are you here? I heard that a little girl was driving a car around District 13! It turned out to be you! Where did you get the car from? Oh my god! You actually crashed someone's car like this! I'm done for. I have to pay such a large sum of money. My dad will definitely scold me when he goes back!"

As soon as the words came out, Xiaoyu covered her ears instantly.

"Oh, Uncle Long, stop talking so much! Come here!"

After Jackie Chan shut up, she suddenly jumped up and pulled him in front of her.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Of course this car was obtained from their garage. It's not scrapped yet."

"Not broken yet? That's good..." Jackie Chan just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly his eyes widened again, "Wait! How did you get into someone's garage?!"

"Hehe, I understand, Uncle Long."

In response to Jackie Chan's chattering, Xiaoyu raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

"I know that we must have a car to escape from this mysterious unknown base! Escape from this evil big bald man! Avoid being caught by them for illegal research! So, are we leaving? The car can still be driven!"

Taking a deep breath, Jackie Chan glanced at Blake, who was smiling but not really smiling, and looked at his niece with a twitching mouth.

"Xiaoyu! You can't say that about others, it's so rude! This is my friend, he's not evil. Also, this isn't some unknown base, and there's no illegal research going on here!"

"Huh?" Now it was Xiaoyu's turn to be shocked. She looked at Bald Blake, then at her Uncle Long, with a face full of doubts.

"Are you trying to say that you were knocked unconscious by your 'friend' and then transported like a piece of frozen meat into this mysterious evil underground base with no strict defenses at all?"

Jackie Chan blinked and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to refute, but suddenly realized that it seemed that what his niece said was not wrong.

He had not yet reached a cooperation with Black, so when he came in, Black "held back" and knocked him out in order to prevent him from knowing the route to enter District 13.

Jackie Chan smiled awkwardly and scratched his head: "What frozen meat? That's too ugly!"

"But this is indeed the fact..." he said embarrassedly.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu's big eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs.

"OMG! What the news said is true! This is America, the so-called free country! It's so cool!"

Jackie Chan held his forehead with shame: "No, this is not cool at all..."

Blake, the narrator, looked at his friend in bewilderment and said, "Jackie Chan, is this your niece? Why haven't I ever heard you mention this before?"

Jackie Chan turned his head and nodded shyly: "I just found out about this too."

Blake had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a cell phone ringing.

Jackie Chan was wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt, and at this moment the pockets of his brown trousers vibrated.

He quickly took out his cell phone and asked Xiaoyu to be quiet for a while. Then Jackie Chan turned aside and pressed the answer button.

The call has just been connected.

"Hey! Aaron, why did you answer Dad's call just now?"

An old voice came.

"Well, not for long."

"Where are you now?"

Covering the phone with one hand, Jackie Chan turned his head and saw a group of burly men standing next to him, staring at him fiercely.

Jackie Chan smiled awkwardly, and then responded to his father: "Where I am, I can't tell you... Dad, what's wrong?"

"Oh, there is one thing. It's Xiaoyu! Have you seen Xiaoyu?"

Dad was sitting alone in a dim study. In order to save electricity, he only turned on a tungsten filament lamp above his head, which meant that only the table in front of him was illuminated.

He leaned forward, holding the landline phone in one hand and flipping through the old book in front of him with the other.

The mosquito-like words on it were twisted and messy, but they seemed to record something very important. Dad read it very carefully.

"Xiao Yu? She... uh, is right next to me." Jackie Chan answered honestly.

"You?"

As if he hadn't expected this to happen, Dad paused as he pointed at the words, but soon nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, it looks like you guys are getting along well!"

"......Haha." After two awkward laughs, Jackie Chan looked at the car accident scene not far away and remained silent.

"Okay, Aaron, there is one more thing. I have already figured out something about this shield. The engraving in the center seems to record an ancient spell!"

"Magic...spell?" Jackie Chan paused and held the phone more tightly cautiously.

Turning back, he saw that Blake and the others were some distance away from him, and probably couldn't hear what Dad said, so he continued, "Dad, are you sure that's a spell?"

"What? You dare to question Dad's judgment? I am sure it is a spell! And it is an extremely ancient and extremely powerful spell!"

Dad's voice immediately became louder, making Jackie Chan's ears buzz.

"This spell definitely has incredible magical power. It is the most important part of this shield. As for the shield, it can be sold for a good price."

"What? No, Dad, you can't sell that shield!"

Jackie Chan's eyes widened, and he lost his composure, "Everyone I met today wanted this shield! You can't sell it, Dad!"

"No, the shield is not important. I have thrown it aside." The old man's voice on the other end of the phone sounded nonchalant.

"What, no, Dad, you can't do this!" Jackie Chan exclaimed, "There are a lot of bad guys who want this shield!"

However, before he could say anything else, he suddenly heard a muffled groan from his father, followed by a noisy sound.

Jackie Chan's eyes widened, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. He quickly shouted into the microphone: "Dad? Dad! How are you!!"

"Mr. Jackie Chan, I've taken your father away. I'll be waiting for you in the tallest building nearby."

Just when Jackie Chan was about to rush back to the antique shop immediately, a deep and dull voice suddenly rang out.

"He's safe now, but if I still can't get the shield in an hour, your father will fall from the top of the building. I can't guarantee what will happen to him in the end."

Jackie Chan's eyelids twitched when he heard this.

The threatening voice of the other party spoke for itself.

That means throwing his father off the roof!

As for what it will eventually become?

He definitely doesn't look like a human being!

"I'll get what you want, just don't do anything to my dad!"

"click"

After getting the correct answer, the call was hung up by the other party.

Jackie Chan frowned and listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone. He could not say anything but turned around and said to Blake anxiously, "I have to do something right now. Can you please take care of my niece Xiaoyu for me temporarily? I will be back soon!"

Chapter 5 Xiaoyu! Why are you here? !

"Huh?" Blake didn't react yet.

Jackie Chan ran away in a flash and disappeared.

"Uh... ok, alright." He nodded slightly bewilderedly.

But soon, he realized something.

"Wait! Wasn't Jackie Chan brought here under anesthesia? How did he know the way out?" Blake was stunned again, his bald head reflecting a bright light under the ceiling light.

"Forget it, my old friend is really like that." Sighing, Blake shook his head, "Okay, Xiaoyu, from now on, let me help your Uncle Long take care of you for a while..."

He turned around, but the girl who had been standing next to him had disappeared without a trace.

"Clam?!"

Blake was completely stunned.

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Jackie Chan ran all the way back to the antique shop.

The night was dark, but the sky was not pitch black.

There are rays of bright starlight shining down from the sky, bringing with them the moonlight and descending to the earth.

"boom"

There was a gentle sound of a door closing.