Jackie Chan's Adventures House Master Daolong

Chapter 7 Containment
It's rare for Luo Qing to experience the happiness brought by money. Whether it's in his previous life or in this life, he's the first time a big girl gets on a sedan chair in this way of consumption that doesn't care about the amount stored in his account at all.

Looking at the scene of one of the few five-star hotels in Mexico, I sipped the famous wine that I had only heard on TV before, (￣￣)
Luo Qing sighed with enjoyment: "What a corrupt life, a bottle of wine costs 10,000+."

Daolong, who was wearing a black and purple wizard robe but lying on a massage chair, glanced at him, and said lightly: "When you get used to enjoying it, you will lose the qualification to be a wizard."

Luo Qing was a little indifferent: "I'm just a living dead, it's almost like becoming a lich, that's all, as long as I live comfortably."

Daolong closed his eyes and didn't say much. Everyone has his own ambitions, and he would not object to whatever life his disciples wanted. After all, the threshold of eternal life is right in front of them.

He no longer needs successors or anything, and he will find the true meaning of wizards.

Luo Qing shook the red wine glass, leisurely half leaned on the balcony to look at the scenery below, his eyes were a little blurred for a moment.

Rarely have you ever been so relaxed. The pattering crowd, either hurriedly or leisurely passing by, just a short distance, has become the epitome of a modern city. Everyone is walking on their own road, showing The various states of the world.

This feeling of looking down seems to be particularly obsessed, even though this is only an eight-story building.

After drinking half a glass of red wine in his hand, Luo Qing seemed to be a little tipsy, and a nice blush appeared on his pale face.

He looked up at the increasingly gorgeous dusk in the sky, and the endless gold and red filled his vision, so that the magnificence of nature was frozen in people's eyes. Luo Qing stretched his waist and put down the wine glass casually.

"Master, tell them to come out, it's almost time."

The crowd gathered far away did not know when there was a tendency to leave the venue. They all came for the undefeated God of War. When the performance of God of War came to an end.

People with a strong purpose will naturally find their new purpose again.

Daolong opened his eyes and called plainly: "Gan, Wen, Cui, Shan!"

The purple smoke disappeared in a flash, taking away part of the air, but sent four dark warriors with a strong sense of oppression.

Luo Qing picked up the red wine next to his hand, poured it into the glass, and said in a slightly lazy tone, "You four go with Xiaoshui, and you just need to obey the orders when the time comes."

The four dark warriors looked back at Daolong in unison. They didn't receive any objection orders, so they stood silently and waited quietly.

Luo Qing picked up the red wine glass, and the water vapor on his body flickered for a moment. A wet evil spirit in white clothes appeared beside him out of place. It was obvious that Xiao Shui was referring to it.

The evil spirit is not afraid of the sun, especially the evil spirit controlled by him, at most it just feels some discomfort.

Therefore, when the light of dusk shone on the wet figure, there was no other reaction except to make the sound of the ticking water faster.

"Go." The drunken boy glanced out the window, lay down on a beach chair and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the five figures, one white, four black, disappeared almost simultaneously.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Luo Qing slowly closed her eyes.

The evil spirit doesn't have IQ, it can only understand short commands, and it needs him to control it remotely.
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"Wow, the match just now was really exciting. You defeated the challenger in one fell swoop. You are so handsome. Come on, this is today's signature."

Under the setting sun, the golden afterglow shone brightly on the little boy's adoring eyes, leaving words full of hope at the back door of the wrestling arena.

In front of him was a tall figure of about 1.9 meters. The muscles on his body bulged out of the black suit, and he was strong at a glance.

On the forehead of the red headgear, there is an octagonal charm with a bull inscription. Obviously, this is the bull warrior who has just participated in the competition.

Resignedly, he took the autograph book from the little boy's hand, each page was signed by the same person, he turned the page to the latest page and signed his name.

The people around looked at this scene with no surprises, but most of the eyes were kind. Children's expectations are always the best and most worthy of blessings, aren't they?
Niu Warrior handed the autograph book to the boy: "You're here again, Parker, it's better to study at this age."

"No, you are my idol. I want an autograph for every game of yours. My dream is to be an undefeated God of War like you when I grow up!" Parker raised his face and said seriously.

The action of holding the notebook tightly in his arms showed his determination. Niu Warrior didn't know what to say for a while, he touched Parker's head helplessly, and encouraged him: "I believe you will grow up to be a Qualified wrestlers, but wrestlers must also have culture, which is the basis of modern life."

Parker was a little dissatisfied. Just as he was about to say something, Niu Warrior continued, "Go back, Parker. I can teach you about wrestling after the holiday, but I'd better go to school first, how about it?"

Parker's eyes lit up, he nodded decisively and replied: "Then it's a deal, you must teach me next time!"

"No one can deny Niu Warrior's promise, just like no one can take off Niu Warrior's mask." Niu Warrior said and patted his head again, then turned and walked towards home.

Looking at the tall figure reflected in the sunset, Parker smiled and waved, and shouted loudly: "Then I will come back in a month, don't forget to promise me!"

Warrior Niu waved his hand and turned into the alley between the shops.

Just out of sight, his eyes no longer had the warmth and helplessness just now, but instead revealed a deep sense of anxiety, and his pace quickened a lot.

Although he didn't know where this uneasiness came from, he subconsciously stayed away from the crowd.

Because, if even he, a professional wrestler, can't solve the problem, if those ordinary people get involved, there will definitely be a bigger riot. I only hope that all this is an illusion.
Just as the thoughts of prayer appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point. For some reason, the cement wall in the alley suddenly became wet. Even the air seemed to be damp, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Niu Warrior's footsteps gradually stopped, and he looked solemnly at the figure that appeared out of thin air in front of him, two meters tall, with ponytail, dark brown skin, blue patterns all over his face, and no whites of the eyes.

The extreme oppressive feeling fell instantly, making Niu Warrior's heart sink continuously.

Da da da!

Three light landing sounds sounded behind him, causing his sinking heart to fall directly to the bottom of the valley. This alley seemed to be his dead end!
(End of this chapter)