From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos

The Black Hand Gang has now been completely transformed. It is no longer the white glove that can be discarded at any time.

It is an organization with strong strength. No American force can uproot it.

Let's not talk about the distant ones, let's talk about the mysterious pill that is closest to them!

It is said that it was made by the demon monarch, and now it is popular among the upper class of America.

Countless people are willing to give up all their wealth to exchange for a pill to restore their youth.

That's right, the pill has been improved by Zhao Zheng, and it contains a little water of life transformed from the cup of life.

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

It's not that no one has thought about it, even a top family has made some moves.

What is terrifying is that all the forces that took action disappeared in the world, as if they were wiped out directly from the earth by the gods, and there is no trace of these people's lives.

After this battle, the Black Hand Gang directly became one of the forces that cannot be offended.

Carson said with a headache: "Sorry, we can't do anything about this kind of thing!"

To some extent, he is also one of the beneficiaries of the elixir. He can come to the antique shop on behalf of America. The elixir channel in his hand is the most critical.

As for the choice between obtaining the inheritance of the mage and the elixir channel, he will 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. The Black Hand Gang will 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 smiled: "You are the heir to the power of the ancient gods, which is much more important than you think!"

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

Superhero?

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

"Only superheroes can give you the opportunity 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 gather more strength for this country."

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first!"

After Jackie Chan got up and sent Carson out, he simply exchanged a few words at the door and returned to the room.

Superhero!

He is just an archaeological worker and does not want to be involved in so many disputes.

He has never been interested in magic before. Yes, he actually knew the existence of magic a long time ago.

After all, as the nephew of his father, how could he not know about magic!

He is very kind, but not stupid at all!

The purpose of collecting the twelve spells before was just to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Black Hand Gang and causing many innocent civilian casualties.

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

This kind of life where people push him down is not what he wants.

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

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

"Oh!"

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

"For some reason, the black energy did not overwhelm the righteous energy!"

"It's a troubled time!"

After saying that, Daddy looked at Jackie Chan unconvincingly. If this kid had no interest in magic, how could he still worry so much at his age!

Jackie Chan felt a little numb when being stared at by his father, and he could not help but change the subject quickly, saying: "Dad, are you really unwilling to live with us in District 13?"

"The power of the Black Hand Gang may come back at any time!"

The father pushed his glasses and said with some sadness: "No! I won't go anywhere!"

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

"One more thing, make me another cup of tea, the last cup 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 candidates... I'll leave it to you!"

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

As for the apprentice mentioned at the end?

He had a vague understanding in his heart!

While Jackie Chan was busy making tea for his father, Zhao Zheng was a little free.

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

Unfortunately, he still felt a little bit upset about turning Rasu into a shadow warrior.

He had talents who could crack the Panku Box, but most of them were turned into shadow ninjas by him.

A few of them could not spare the time to study the Panku Box.

Orochimaru transferred all the scientific researchers under his command.

He began to study the experiment of combining magic and ninjutsu.

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

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

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

It was not put directly into the divine domain.

Zhao Zheng looked up through the window at the sky. Countless neon lights made Los Angeles at night still look like daytime, with a different kind of beauty.

Zhao Zheng suddenly felt unreal. Although he had come to this point step by step, most of them were coincidences, some were luck, and hard work accounted for only a very small part.

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

Zhao Zheng said to himself in his heart: "Life and fate are really wonderful. Being caught in the whirlpool of the times, some people bravely fight the waves and become the tide-riders, while others capsize and fall from a high place."

"I don't know what I will become in a few years or even decades."

"This may be the fun of fate!"

Zhao Zheng's mood instantly became smooth, and he sat in place and waited patiently for a while.

When it was almost done, he released Lasu from the divine domain, and couldn't help but smile: "Have you rested well? If you have, you can start working now!"

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

Zhao Zheng looked at the working Lasu and smiled with satisfaction.

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

At least Boss Walon would not oppress his people like this!

When can the slaves stand up!