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In the hotel room, Meng Zu frowned. After a thorough investigation on the computer, he found that this world was similar to the ordinary modern world. There were cows and cows, Gallic chickens and other countries, and his current location was in the United States. San Francisco.

There is no real-life supernatural or superhero news on the Internet at all, so it’s impossible to guess what kind of world this is.

"Forget it, let's walk around after dinner and learn more about it."

After lunch, Meng Zu was walking on the street, thinking about whether he should go to the black market to spend money to get information. Maybe they would know something that couldn't be made public.

Suddenly, Meng Zu frowned and realized that someone was following him. Now that he was unfamiliar with the place, he turned around and walked into an alley in order not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Then I saw a few strong black men coming in. Good guy, I was originally worried that they were government personnel, but I saw the three of them wearing tattered leather jackets with nails on them and tattoos all over their bodies. Getting tattoos is like being afraid that others won’t know they are gangsters.

The leader, the black man, was about 11.8 meters tall and had a very intimidating face. He waved the finger tiger in his hand and said fiercely: "Hey! Yellow-skinned boy! You look good in what you wear. Hand over the money or you will be taught a very ugly lesson by us.”

Several gangsters behind him were also gearing up, and some even took out knives and beer bottles to show their ferocity.

Meng Zu smiled and said, "What if I say no?"

"Then we will show you what cruelty is!"

"What Hardy said is right." Another black man nodded. This guy kept looking back and forth at Meng Zu, and then he actually licked his lips and said, "Wow! This yellow-skinned boy has thin skin and tender flesh. Yes, it will definitely be fun to fuck him!”

Hardy said playfully: "Did you hear that, boy? You'd better hand over all the valuable things you have on you, otherwise we will let Martin burst your ass."

"Ha ha!"

Meng Zu sneered, stepped forward, and slapped Hardy with his backhand. The leader, the black man Hardy, was sent flying by Meng Zu's big mouth, and several bright teeth flew in the air.

Immediately, the other black gangsters were shocked. A strong man of 1.8 meters was actually slapped away by a thin-looking yellow-skinned monkey.

One of the black men shouted in horror: "Chinesegongfu!", and then saw Meng Zu rushing up with a hideous smile.

A minute later, Meng Zu walked out of the alley again, carrying hundreds of dollars more. "What a bunch of poor people. No wonder you love robbing the most in any world."

The black men in the alley were all lying on the ground. One of their arms was broken by Meng Zu. As for the black man Martin who was licking his lips, in addition to having his arm broken, his little brother also had his arm broken. He was kicked to death, so he no longer had the tools to commit crimes, but judging from the amount of bleeding, as long as his companions could get him to the hospital in time, he should still be able to survive.

After inquiring about the location of the black market from this group of black gangsters, Meng Zu discovered that it was not far from his current location. As he was walking, he heard a voice, "Unlucky, unlucky~".

Meng Zu turned around and saw a square-faced man with a big nose wearing a blue half-sleeved sweater and tawny trousers speeding forward on a shopping cart, while three men on motorcycles behind him were chasing him. he.

"Jackie Chan!" Meng Zu was dumbfounded as he recognized the other party. At this moment, someone seemed to be shouting in his ear, "Azu, surrender! There are Jackie Chans outside."

Suddenly, a prompt came from the system, which brought Meng Zu back to his senses, "Contact with the world figure Jackie Chan, the world task is generated: Help the Holy Lord to resurrect and prevent the Holy Lord to resurrect, choose one of the two tasks, and return to the original world after the task is completed."

Holy Lord, Jackie Chan!Damn, Meng Zu now knows that this is that world, The Adventures of Jackie Chan.

Regarding Jackie Chan's adventures, Meng Zu's deepest memory is the twelve talismans, rat creation, ox strength, tiger balance, rabbit speed, dragon explosion, snake invisibility, horse healing, sheep soul, monkey transformation, chicken flight, dog immortality, The pig has electric eyes.

These twelve talismans are all good things. The magic power of the talismans lasts forever and contains infinite energy. If you get them all, your strength will immediately rise several levels higher.

Looking at the world mission, Meng Zu decisively chose to prevent the resurrection of the Holy Lord. In Jackie Chan's Adventures, the Holy Lord has been resurrected several times. It is still unclear what form the Holy Lord is in, whether it is a stone sculpture or only the dragon soul is left, and let The resurrection of the Holy Lord is not an easy thing.

In Jackie Chan's Adventures, the Holy Lord was re-sealed by Jackie Chan and his father shortly after being resurrected several times. Meng Zu was not sure whether this short-term resurrection was considered the completion of the mission.

Meng Zu was confident that he could deal with Jackie Chan and the others and completely resurrect the Holy Lord, but magic existed in this world, and there were gods in this world. The eight immortal gods who sealed the eight demons were the Eight Immortals in ancient Chinese mythology. , these are unfathomable supreme beings. If no one can seal the Holy Lord, there is also a question of whether the Eight Immortals will come again.

If the Eight Immortals really come again, as long as one of the Eight Immortals appears, let alone completing the task, they might not like you, and they might seal you too, and then you will never be able to leave. No, Meng Zu couldn’t afford to bet on this.

On the other hand, it is much easier to prevent the resurrection of the Holy Lord. With the help of Jackie Chan and Dad, the possibility of failure is really very small.

Meng Zu went to the police station and found that all the documents he had paid for were obtained. It must be said that in a capitalist country like the United States, as long as the money is in place, everything can be done easily.

Since he has chosen to prevent the resurrection of the Holy Lord, he needs to contact Jackie Chan and the others. As for the place, it must be Dad's antique shop, and Dad's antique shop is in Chinatown, San Francisco.

Mengzu hailed a taxi on the side of the road and told the driver the location. Within half an hour, he arrived at Chinatown. After paying the fare, he walked into Chinatown.

What greets you is the familiar smell of hometown, but this smell is mixed with the smell of a foreign land. After all, this is not the real hometown. When the people here get old, most people will choose to return to their roots and return to the place that truly belongs to them. Go to the old place.

This is a unique cultural inheritance that is integrated into the blood of the Chinese. No matter where you are, what is deeply imprinted in your bones will never change.

Meng Zu watched as he walked, and the surroundings were very lively. Various languages ​​​​mingled together, such as Hokkien, Cantonese, Sichuan, various dialects and Mandarin. It was as lively as Chinatown in New York.