Jackie Chan: Me, The Dark Demon! Nightmare Gods

San Francisco!

District 13 underground base!

At this time, Jackie Chan already knew the power contained in the spell.

Therefore, he also believed in his heart what his father said about demons.

However, this time, because of carelessness, the charm was taken away by the mafia, and he was still a little annoyed.

However, chagrin to chagrin, the most important problem now is to find out the remaining spells.

"Uncle Long... I'm sorry...... I didn't mean it, I just wanted to help..." Xiaoyu

looked at Jackie Chan, who had a somewhat ugly face, and his heart was full of guilt.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't listen to Uncle Long, she obediently hid behind him and would have stepped forward to help.

She also won't be caught by the mafia and thus use her to threaten her dragon uncle to hand over the spell.

"Xiaoyu, don't worry! I don't blame you for this.

Jackie Chan sighed slightly and touched Xiaoyu's head comfortingly.

He knew that he was too careless to blame all this, which would cause Xiaoyu to be caught by the mafia, and even lose the spell because of it.

If he had known that there was a huge danger hidden in the spell, how could he possibly involve Xiao Yu?

Now he can't blame Xiaoyu, he can only blame himself in his heart.

"Uncle Long... I..."

Xiao Yu looked at Jackie Chan with tears in her eyes, wanting to explain, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, you go back and rest first, and let me be quiet.

Jackie Chan patted Xiaoyu's shoulder with a smile on his face and soothed.

"Oh!"

"Then Uncle Long, you should also pay attention to rest, don't think so much.

Xiaoyu looked at Jackie Chan with some concern and instructed softly.

"Well, I see.

After Xiaoyu left, Jackie Chan sat on the sofa, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed.

"Alas, what an eventful time! Jackie

Chan sighed helplessly, feeling extremely irritable in his heart.

"Jackie Chan!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout pulled Jackie Chan's thoughts back to reality.

I saw a bald head wearing a black trench coat, smiling, and slowly walked in front of Jackie Chan.

"Sheriff Black!"

Looking at Blake in front of him, Jackie Chan looked slightly surprised, and then immediately stood up.

"Hehe, Jackie Chan is also an old friend, you don't need to be so polite with me."

Looking at Jackie Chan, who was polite to him, a smile appeared at the corner of Black's mouth.

"Hahaha, too..." Listening

to Black's words, Jackie Chan's originally somewhat nervous mood also relaxed slightly.

Yes, Blake is right, they have known each other for six or seven years, where do you need to be so restrained.

Although Blake has now been promoted to sheriff of San Francisco, the relationship between them has not changed in the slightest.

"Jackie Chan! What do you think of my previous proposal?

"Become a secret agent of District Thirteen, and I can better protect you!"

"After all, the three people who were enemies of you before, but the people of the mafia..." As

long as Jackie Chan agrees to join the thirteenth district, Black believes that with Jackie Chan's strength and his means, a mafia is not something to fear.

Moreover, at that time, maybe he can go to the next level and become the real number one person in the thirteenth district.

"Thank you Sheriff Black for your kindness..."

"I just want to be an ordinary archaeologist, what secret agent is not for me!"

Without thinking, Jackie Chan directly rejected Blackla's proposal.

After all, equivalent to what a secret agent, he still likes archaeology.

"Well, since you don't want to, I won't force it.

"After

all, if you join our District Thirteen, you will enjoy the highest treatment..."

Black didn't feel any embarrassment at being rejected, on the contrary, he still had a smile on his face.

"Well, I see..."

nodded, Jackie Chan didn't care what Blake said.

After all, he had already decided that no matter what Blake said, he would not become a secret agent of Area Thirteen.

"By the way, Sheriff Black, I suddenly remembered that I have something very important to tell you about the mafia..."

Mafia headquarters!

The Holy Lord looked at the mysterious young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes full of shock and incredulity.

"It's you! How could you appear over here!

"Aren't you by..." For

Ye Tianji, the Holy Lord is not very familiar, but he has also specially understood something.

As a dark demon, he is no better than their eight demons, all of whom have their own gates to hell.

He was specially sealed in hell by an immortal god whose strength was far stronger than the eight immortals.

In order to prevent Ye Tianji from escaping, that immortal god also specially set up an enchantment in hell, so that he could never leave hell.

However, Ye Tianji actually appeared here, which really made him unable to understand, let alone believe.

"Hehe, what's wrong with the Holy Lord? Don't you know me if you haven't seen me for hundreds of years?

Looking at the shocked Saint Lord, a playful smile appeared on Ye Tianjian's face.

"You... How did you get out of hell? Looking

at Ye Tianji, the doubts in the Holy Lord's heart still could not be eliminated.

You know, hell is a prison specially set up for their demons, a cage from which no demon can escape.

It was also because of its own special abilities and the help of the other seven demons that he barely left hell.

Can...... Ye Tianji... How could he

"How I escaped hell is none of your business!"

"Holy Lord! I ask you... Do you want freedom?

Ye Tianjian glanced at the Holy Lord lightly, and an evil sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You... What do you mean......? Sensing

the gloomy and cold aura emanating from Ye Tianji's body, the Holy Lord's face suddenly changed.

He suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Hehe, if you can promise me three conditions, then I can help you lift the seal!"

"What conditions?" The

Holy Lord was silent for a moment, his blood-red gaze stared at Ye Tianjian, and he asked in a low tone.

"The first condition, I need all the magic books you have collected

..." "The second condition, I want all the items related to magic in your collection..." "

As for the third, I need your Fire Demon Qi Origin!"

Ye Tianjian lightly spit out three conditions, each of which made the Holy Lord's pupils constantly dilated.

"How? Can't do it?

Ye Tianjian seemed to have guessed the Holy Lord's thoughts, and an evil sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"You know, if you have my help, you can get out of the seal in a faster time..."

"Of course, if you refuse, I won't force it, but I'm afraid your road to resurrection will end here...

Ye Tianjian looked at the Holy Lord indifferently, his lips lightly pursed.

"You... You...... Is this threatening me? The

Holy Lord's face instantly became extremely difficult to look at.

These conditions mentioned by Ye Tianji, the first two are good to say

, but the latter one is simply his life!

After all, he can now belong to the sealed state, if he gives his own Origin Demon Qi again...

It's simply....

"So to speak, I'm threatening you!"

Ye Tianjian had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

"So... Do you agree or disagree?

Looking at Ye Tianji's faint smile, the Holy Lord only felt a cloud of anger burning in his chest, making his whole person almost explode.

However, he finally suppressed his temper, took a deep breath and said.

"Okay, I promise you, but I also have a request! "

Helplessly, Ye Tianji's threat makes him have no room to refuse.

After all, this is the only chance he can get resurrected!

What the?

You say there are also mafias, who can help themselves snatch the spell?

Hehe, those scraps of the mafia can't even be dealt with by a district archaeologist.

Isn't it ridiculous that you still want to deal with an existence of the same level as yourself?

I'm afraid that Ye Tianji doesn't need to make a move, just one look can make these mafias die without a place to be buried.

"You said, as long as it's not too outrageous, I can promise you! "

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