The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Jackie Chan was practicing Wing Chun on the second floor. At this time, the small bell beside him rang. Jackie Chan went out and looked at his father downstairs.

"Come here! Hug Daddy," Daddy said to Jackie Chan with a smile.

After hearing this, Jackie Chan held the guardrail with both hands and used the force to do a perfect front flip to the ground. He came in front of his father, but he was unexpectedly hit by two fingers from his father.

Jackie Chan held his head and kept stroking the place where his father had hit him.

"You didn't make coffee for Dad this morning. Dad's old bones need coffee to survive. You want Dad to die soon, right? No! Then make coffee for Dad quickly!" Dad looked sternly through his small glasses.

"There is one more thing. The university called you and they want you to translate some ancient Chinese texts." The old man stopped Jackie Chan who had just turned around and said.

"Ok!"

"One more thing. I can't understand these engravings. They are very ancient characters. Now I need to go to the back of the store and look through my notebooks." Dad said as he picked up the golden shield with the chicken charm and mysterious engravings.

"Okay." Jackie Chan said and turned around to leave.

"There is one more thing. This is Xiaoyu, your niece. She is going to move in and live with you for a year. Do you understand?" Dad said, pointing at Xiaoyu.

"Okay, ah! I have a niece?" Jackie Chan asked a little at a loss.

The father pointed at Xiaoyu and said, "She is your cousin Xinxin's daughter. Xiaoyu doesn't perform well in school and her grades are not very good, so your cousin thought it would be better for her to live with you in the United States for a year."

"Why didn't anyone inform me in advance?" Jackie Chan said still at a loss.

"They don't want you to worry about it. You guys just have a good chat now. I'm going to be busy now." Dad replied.

"But Dad, I know nothing about children," Jackie Chan said hurriedly.

But Dad only showed Jackie Chan's back as he entered through the back door.

Jackie Chan looked at Xiaoyu who was crossing her arms and said, "Hi, I'm Jackie Chan? You don't understand English? How are you?"

At this moment, Zhao Yuanlang walked in with his three stupid men.

Jackie Chan looked at the four people who came in, walked to the bar and said, "Hi, welcome to Dad's Antique Shop, how can I help you?"

"Jackie Chan! Hello! My name is Walon, I'm a collector, nice to meet you."

Looking at Zhao Yuanlang's outstretched right hand, Jackie Chan hurriedly shook it.

"I'm not afraid. I just have some research on ancient history."

"To make a long story short, I have always been interested in things from ancient Bavaria. I recently heard that Mr. Cheng got a shield from an ancient castle in Bavaria, and I really want to buy this shield." Zhao Yuanlang said, leaning on his cane.

Jackie Chan looked at the three people behind Zhao Yuanlang and felt that Zhao Yuanlang and his group were not good people. "I'm so sorry. I have donated it to the university for research."

"It's okay. If possible, Mr. Cheng, can you help me ask the university? I really want to collect that shield!" Zhao Yuanlang said to Jackie Chan with a smile.

"Boss! Why are you wasting your time talking to him!" Zhou, who was wearing glasses, started to cause trouble and was about to push over the antique bottle on the table.

"Idiot, who told you to do this!" Zhao Yuanlang quickly caught the antique bottle on the table before Jackie Chan could do anything, then turned around and slapped Zhou hard in the face.

Zhou was beaten so hard that a lens on his gold glasses was missing: "I'm sorry, boss."

Jackie Chan posed and looked at Zhao Yuanlang and others. If Zhao Yuanlang and others dared to make any other moves, Jackie Chan would definitely make them pay!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, it's just a small gift. If you have any news from the university, remember to contact me. Let's go!" Zhao Yuanlang put the vase in his hand back to its original place, took out ten thousand yuan and a business card and placed them on the bar.

"Little girl, you are a talented person. If possible, I really want to be your godfather." Zhao Yuanlang glanced at Xiaoyu and said.

"Sorry, sir, stay away from her! And please take your money!" Jackie Chan said cautiously.

"Remember to contact me, Jackie Chan. Goodbye."

Jackie Chan looked at the four people who walked out of the store and fell into deep thought. Dad came out from the back door, looked at Jackie Chan who was deep in thought and asked, "Did the customer buy anything?"

"no!"

The old man said angrily, "How can you be so bad at business? Hey? What happened to the ten thousand dollars?"

Jackie Chan picked up the 10,000 yuan on the table and said to his father, "Watch Xiaoyu and hide the shield. There is something strange about them."

"Hey? Where can I hide such a big shield? And the money? Hey! Jackie Chan! Hey? Where did I put the shield just now?"

Jackie Chan watched Zhao Yuanlang and three others enter the car, then he quickly climbed onto the roof and followed their vehicle from the roof.

As expected, Jackie Chan fell onto the hood of Zhao Yuanlang's car because of a broken sewer pipe. Ah Fen and others in the car looked at Jackie Chan angrily.

At Zhao Yuanlang's signal, Ah Fen pulled the car over to the side. Jackie Chan jumped out of the car and said to Zhao Yuanlang, "I'm sorry, sir. Just knock on the hood."

Zhao Yuanlang shook his head, folded his hands, and looked at Jackie Chan with sidelong eyes.

Jackie Chan said awkwardly, "I just wanted to pay you back. I'm sorry."

"Jackie Chan, this car is worth more than 100 million yuan. What you just did, the car inspection and repair will cost more than this number." Zhao Yuanlang gestured to Jackie Chan.

"2 thousand? 2? 20?" After Jackie Chan shouted out 20, he saw Zhao Yuanlang nodded and then lowered his head in frustration.

"Get in the car, I have something to tell you." Zhao Yuanlang opened the car door and motioned Jackie Chan to come in.

It was a brief conversation and both sides were a little unhappy.

"Impossible, I won't look for any antiques for you gangsters! Goodbye!" After hearing what Zhao Yuanlang said, Jackie Chan got out of the car and slammed the door shut.

"Jackie Chan, I'm very disappointed. Forget it, remember to contact me to have my car repaired, and then we'll go!" Zhao Yuanlang signaled Afen to drive.

"Hmph! I won't serve you gangsters!" Jackie Chan shouted as he watched the vehicle going away.

"Hey? Xiaoyu, why are you here?" Jackie Chan turned around and just saw Xiaoyu, the careless Jackie Chan was knocked unconscious by Sheriff Blake with spray and carried away.

......

"Boss, I don't understand why you should let Jackie Chan go!" Lasu, who was sitting next to Zhao Yuanlang, asked stupidly.

"Do I need you to tell me what to do? Just do your job well." Zhao Yuanlang picked up the cane in his hand and knocked Lasu's head with the round head.

"Ah! It hurts! I know, boss."

Zhou and Afen in front couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw Lasu's unlucky look.

.......

"He's almost waking up," said the assistant beside Blake, looking at Jackie Chan who was lying in the car and about to wake up.

"Wow! Ah! Blake, it's you. Why are you here?" Jackie Chan groaned a few times, then looked at Clark excitedly.

"Why am I here?" Jackie Chan said, touching his head in confusion.

"No way, old friend. This is business," Blake said.

"These guys must be your followers, right? Where have you been? You have been silent for six years, and suddenly you show up in San Francisco to save my life."

"Ah~Oh! That villain must have knocked me unconscious. That's not right! My head doesn't hurt!" Jackie Chan said, holding his head.

"No, I knocked you out," Sheriff Black said somewhat embarrassedly.

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