From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 95 I am more miserable than a slave!
The Black Hand Gang has now been transformed and is no longer the white gloves that could be discarded at any time.

It is an organization with powerful strength that no American force can uproot.

Let’s not talk about the ones far away, let’s talk about the one closest to them, the mysterious elixir!
It is said that it was created by the demon monarch, and now it is popular among the upper class in America.

Countless people are willing to give up their entire fortune in exchange for a pill to restore their youth.

That’s right, the elixir was improved by Zhao Zheng and contained a small amount of Water of Life transformed from the Cup of Life.

It has the power to restore youth, which is the main reason why the elixirs sold by the Black Hand Gang are so popular.

It’s not that no one has tried to take advantage of him, even one of the top families has tried to do something about it.

What is terrifying is that all the forces that took action disappeared from the human world, as if they were wiped out from the earth by the gods, without any trace of these people ever living.

After this battle, the Black Hand Gang became one of the most unoffensive forces.

Carson said with a headache: "Sorry, there is nothing we can do about this kind of thing!"

To some extent, he is also one of the beneficiaries of the elixir. He is able to represent America to come to the antique shop, and the elixir channel in his hands is the most critical.

As for the choice between obtaining the mage's inheritance and the elixir channel, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

It is even more impossible to deal with the Black Hand Gang!

Jackie Chan nodded: "This is indeed a problem. Black Hand, help us solve it ourselves, but if you want to become Dad's disciple, I'm afraid I can't help you with anything!"

"No!" Carson shook his head and said with a smile: "You are the heir to the power of the ancient gods. You are much more important than you think!"

"I sincerely invite you to become our American superhero!"

Super hero?

Jackie Chan narrowed his eyes and did not directly refuse, but asked directly: "I don't understand!"

"Only being a superhero can give you the chance to fight against the Black Hand Gang!"

Jackie Chan smiled and glanced at the study: "I need to think about it!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter!" Carson said with a smile: "I hope you can think about it carefully."

"After all, becoming a superhero can bring more strength to this country."

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!"

After Jackie Chan stood up and sent Carson out, he exchanged a few simple greetings at the door and returned to the room.

Super hero!

He is just an archaeological worker and doesn't want to get involved in so many disputes.

He had never been interested in magic before. Yes, he had actually known about the existence of magic for a long time.

After all, as my father's nephew, how could he not know about magic!
He is kind, but not stupid at all!

The purpose of collecting the twelve talismans was to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Black Hand Gang and causing casualties among many innocent civilians.

What's more, he is a Daxia person. Even though he lives in America, he has never identified with this country.

This kind of life where he is pushed behind the camera is not what he wants.

"Yin and Yang are balanced again!" The old man came out of the study at some point and suddenly spoke, scaring Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan patted his chest and said, "Dad, you scared me to death!"

"Oh!"

The old man put his fingers together and hit Jackie Chan. He ignored Jackie Chan's cry of pain and said to himself, "The demon lord has been released!"

"For some unknown reason, the evil spirit did not overwhelm the righteous spirit!"

"It's a troubled time!" After saying that, the old man looked at Jackie Chan unhappily. If this kid had no interest in magic at all, how could he have to worry so much at his age!

Jackie Chan felt a little numb when his father stared at him, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Dad, are you really unwilling to live with us in District 13?"

"The Black Hand Gang may make a comeback at any time!"

Dad pushed up his glasses and said sadly, "No! I'm not going anywhere!"

However, this emotion only flashed by and he soon regained his composure.

"One more thing. Make me another cup of tea. The last one is cold. Do you want Dad to drink cold tea?"

"One more thing, quickly clean up my antique shop and open it normally tomorrow!"

"One more thing. I want to train a few apprentices. As for the selection of the candidates... I'll leave it to you!"

Jackie Chan didn't say anything, but just looked at his increasingly old father, a little worried about his condition.

As for the apprentice mentioned at the end?

He vaguely understood something in his heart!
While Jackie Chan was busy making tea for his father, Zhao Zheng had some free time.

He really had nothing to do now, after all, he had to give Rasu some time to rest.

Unfortunately, he still felt a bit resentful about turning Rasu into a Shadow Warrior.

It's not that he doesn't have talented people under his command who can crack the Panku Box, but most of them have been transformed into Shadow Ninjas by him.

As for a small number of people, they just can't spare the time to study the Panku Box.

This guy Orochimaru transferred away all the scientific researchers under his command.

Experiments on the combination of magic and ninjutsu began.

Zhao Zheng didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, but he soon thought of a solution.

Put Lasu directly into the divine realm, and let Lasu rest with the passage of time.

As for the Panku treasure box, it is safer to leave it outside.

It was not placed directly into the divine realm.

Zhao Zheng raised his head and glanced at the sky through the window. Countless neon lights made Los Angeles at night still look like daytime, with a unique beauty.

Zhao Zheng suddenly had a sense of unreality. Although he had reached his current position step by step, most of it was due to coincidence, some was luck, and hard work accounted for only a very small part.

Even his personal strength was not entirely the result of hard work.

Zhao Zheng said to himself in his heart: "Life and fate are really wonderful. We are caught in the whirlpool of the times. Some people bravely ride the waves and become the trendsetters, while others capsize and fall from the heights."

“I don’t know what I will be like in a few years or even decades.”

“Maybe this is the fun of fate!”

Zhao Zheng's mood instantly became calm. He sat there and waited patiently for a while.

When it was almost done, he released Lasu from the divine realm and said with a smile, "Did you rest well? If you did, we can start working now!"

Lasu glanced at Zhao Zheng secretly with some grief and anger, feeling that he might become a tool for a while.

Zhao Zheng looked at Lasu working and smiled with satisfaction.

Little did he know that in the eyes of God Rasu, his smile might make him think that the Holy Lord was more terrifying than Boss Walon.

At least Boss Valon wouldn't oppress his men like this!

When will the slaves be able to stand up?
(End of this chapter)