A trip to the second dimension

Soon, the helicopter rose into the air. Looking at the tracking map on the watch screen, Jackie Chan immediately drove the helicopter to the west.

After flying for about a few minutes, Jackie Chan glanced at the other party's current location, frowned and said to himself: "This is leaving the border, what should I do?"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiaoyu's familiar voice behind him sounded again: "This helicopter has a stealth function. I came here this way before."

"Oh, is that so?"

Jackie Chan nodded, but then he immediately realized that something was wrong, and he jumped hard in his seat. If it weren't for the seat belt, he would probably have fallen on the front window.

"Xiaoyu!!! Why are you here again!"

Quickly adjusting the helicopter to automatic driving, Jackie Chan looked at Xiaoyu standing behind him, grabbed his hair with both hands, and was really devastated: "Why can't you listen to me and stay in a safe place obediently?!"

"But Uncle Long, you need me."

Xiaoyu spread her hands, her eyes pleading.

"No, absolutely not. I'll take you back now." Jackie Chan shook his head frantically, not intending to take Xiaoyu with him.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu was about to say something, but she only heard a knock on the door outside the helicopter cabin, and a weak cry: "Put me down, put me down!"

Hearing this voice, Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu were both shocked. They were flying at high altitude, how could there be someone outside?

"Go and bring the person in."

Xiaoyu summoned a ninja soldier, who immediately turned into a shadow and penetrated the cabin. The next second, he directly pulled in a man in a chef's uniform.

"Gao Yao? Why are you here?"

Jackie Chan recognized the man in front of him as a chef at the Archaeological Research Center, but why did he climb onto his helicopter that had already taken off?

It seemed that he flew with the helicopter for a few minutes.

Although this was commonplace for Jackie Chan.

But climbing a helicopter with bare hands was still too dangerous for ordinary people.

Look at Gao Yao now, he is lying there limp, mouth open and eyes closed, except for breathing, there is no other reaction.

"What should we do? Sure enough, we should go back quickly and find a hospital for Gao Yao first." Jackie Chan said, and prepared to fly the helicopter.

Xiaoyu lay beside Gao Yao and looked at his condition carefully, then looked at Jackie Chan and said: "He is fine, probably just a little afraid of heights, and was scared, just take a rest. The most important thing for us now is to catch up with those bad guys, right? Otherwise, it will be bad if they find our tracker."

Jackie Chan knew what Xiaoyu was thinking, but what she said made sense.

It was indeed as Xiaoyu said, no one could guarantee that the tracker would always be effective. If the other party changed the means of transportation halfway, or discovered the existence of the tracker, they might never find the people of the Black Hand Organization again because of the time they wasted.

"This is the last time, you can only stay in the helicopter and take good care of Gao Yao later, do you hear me?" Jackie Chan glared at Xiaoyu in a stern manner.

"Scout Xiaoyu, make sure you complete the mission!" Xiaoyu saluted Jackie Chan with a smile on her face.

The confrontation between the two sides ended with Xiaoyu's victory again.

The helicopter flew all the way, Jackie Chan was serious, Xiaoyu was excited, and only poor Gao Yao was still in a coma.

All the way, Jackie Chan's helicopter had entered stealth mode. In addition to optical invisibility, it also blocked almost all kinds of monitoring equipment.

"Entering India, it seems that their next target is here."

Seeing the red dot on the watch screen stop moving, Jackie Chan also drove the helicopter far behind.

A few minutes later, on a towering stone mountain near the river, Jackie Chan saw the aircraft that the group of people landed.

After the people from the Black Hand Organization left, the aircraft automatically entered the invisible state.

Seeing this, Jackie Chan also found a place to park the helicopter.

Turning back and instructing Xiaoyu, Jackie Chan picked up the two spoons next to him again, opened the door of the helicopter, and chased after the group of guys.

At the same time, Gao Yao, who had been in a coma, also woke up.

I saw Jackie Chan jumping off the helicopter with his spoon in his hand, and I immediately reached out to his back, saying with difficulty: "Spoon, my spoon."

"Hey? Are you awake? How do you feel? Is it okay?"

Xiaoyu heard the movement behind her, turned around and saw Gao Yao in the back seat had woken up, and immediately asked him with concern.

"That's my spoon, I have to get it back, it's for cooking, not for fighting."

Gao Yao has a lot of feelings for the two spoons that have accompanied him for many years. Although he is not in good health now, he still tries to get his things back.

Seeing Gao Yao like this, Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled: "How about we chase him and get it back together?"

"Okay."

Gao Yao nodded, then hesitated for a moment, and then asked again: "What's your name, little girl?"

"My name is Chen Xiaoyu, you can just call me Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu said, pulling up Gao Yao, who was still a little weak, and ran towards the top of the mountain together.

On this stone mountain, there is a temple of Disha. Almost every day, a large group of believers in white clothes come here to worship the master floating in the air.

The people from the Black Hand Organization came here, obviously there is something here that is one of their targets.

"This group of people is really ignorant. It's just floating in the air. It's too easy to fool."

A white man in combat uniform looked at the believers kneeling on the ground in the big square over there, and suddenly curled his lips with some disdain.

"Don't worry about them. Our goal this time is the tiger-shaped pendant in the coffin. The mission is completed when we get it. Don't cause too much commotion, be careful."

The leading man is tall and strong, and it seems that he is also the captain of this team. As soon as he opened his mouth, the white man with a short haircut stopped talking.

"Lumlo, it seems that the archaeologist has caught up with us. Do we have to deal with him here?"

A man wearing a black hood asked Brock Rumlo.

Hearing this, Rumlow put on a skull-shaped headgear, and then walked straight towards the temple in front of him, saying without looking back: "Go inside and prepare, leave him inside, it's a cemetery anyway, isn't it?"

"Are you going to set a trap? It's just Jackie Chan, I, Black Tiger Ah Fu, won't be afraid of him! You are too petty."

In the team, a strong man with a strong body and red hair seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Ah Fu, this is your first time to act with us. I know you are very powerful, but you must rely on your brain to act. Your opponent is not an ordinary person."

Crossbones Rumlow scolded Ah Fu without turning his head, which immediately made the red-haired strong man even more unhappy.