Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

Three days later, at San Francisco International Airport, Warren and Daolon, who was wearing a wizard's robe, got off the plane.

"Daolong, your dressing sense is so bad, you are worse than me, an old antique who has lived for thousands of years."

Warren glanced at Daolon with great disgust. The latter's cosplay-like costumes attracted a lot of attention to them, and even a flight attendant came to ask for a photo. This was simply unbearable.

Daolong was stunned and speechless: "Master, it's really been more than fifty years since I wore it..."

"We have to keep a low profile now. Your current dress is too high-profile." The Holy Lord sighed and shook his head at Lao Daolong, who was used to living in deep mountains and old forests. "Let's go, I will take you to buy new clothes."

He brought Daolong over from Bhutan. After all, he is also the number one black energy wizard in the contemporary era (although he has not seen many other black energy wizards). If he doesn't bring him around to do odd jobs, wouldn't it be a waste?

After a lot of buying and selling, and giving Daolon a new hairstyle, Warren and the brand-new Daolon headed straight to Valon's lair, where the statue of his original body was located, without stopping.

His trip to Bhutan took him half a month, and the most time-consuming part of it was finding Lope's sealing spell from Daolong's numerous magic books.

He still remembered that when he went to Bhutan, he met Xiaoyu and his group at the airport who were also going to take a plane, but were heading to Bavaria to look for the pig talisman. If his calculations were correct, Xiaoyu and others should have returned from Bavaria long ago.

That's right.

So now only the last tiger talisman has not appeared, and this time will definitely not be long, it is estimated that it will be within a few months.

When Jackie Chan and others obtain the tiger talisman, the yin and yang will be split by the tiger talisman. The dark side Jackie Chan will send the talisman of District 13 to the headquarters of the Black Hand gang for money.

At that time, it was the moment when the Holy Lord returned to his peak.

Therefore, the Holy Master still needs to make preparations early. The people of the Black Hand Gang are either greedy or stupid, and their boss Valon is even more greedy and stupid. If they are allowed to take over the spell, they may cause some trouble.

Stab!

The taxi braked suddenly and stopped outside a building.

Warren and the uncomfortable Daolong got out of the taxi and walked straight into the building. The headquarters of the Black Hand organization was on the highest floor of the building.

"Walong, come out, I need to see you for something!" The hoarse voice of the Holy Lord came out of Warren's mouth as he stepped out of the elevator on the top floor.

The volume of the sound was obviously not loud, but it reverberated strangely throughout the entire floor, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

Even Ah Fen and La Su, who were watching TV in a very noisy surrounding, heard this gloomy and hoarse voice and couldn't help but be startled.

"Hey brother, this sound really sounds like the statue at the end of the room, but this is obviously impossible. The statue should have fallen into a deep sleep, and it cannot move. It is impossible for it to appear at the elevator entrance." Ah Fen.

After coming back to his senses, he gave Lasu an elbow and said with a smile.

Rasu scratched his head when he heard this, and said with a silly smile: "Yes, unless it is free and comes out of the stone statue, there is absolutely no way it will appear at the elevator entrance?"

Hearing Lasu's words, Ah Fen was suddenly stunned.

"What's wrong, why don't you speak?"

"Shut up, you crow mouth!"

On the other side of the room, Afu and Tru, who were wrapped in bandages, also heard the voice of the Holy Lord.

"This is the voice of the Holy Lord, has it awakened?" Tru said to himself in confusion.

After hearing what he said, Ah Fu punched the watermelon in front of him, and the juice from the watermelon instantly splashed out, covering Ah Fu and Tru's faces.

"Smashing Melon Punch!"

Tru licked his lips and clenched his fists bitterly but did not say anything in the end because he knew that he was no match for Ah Fu.

Ah Fu wiped his body and asked Tru as if nothing happened: "Holy Lord, who is that?"

When he came, the Holy Lord had already escaped and turned into a warren, so Ah Fu had not seen the Holy Lord. At most, he had seen the statue of the Holy Lord, but he never thought that the statue would be alive.

"Our boss's boss is a weird statue that holds the treasure of the Golden Rooster King. The ninja soldiers who helped us are his subordinates." Tohru stood up and said with great disgust.

"Who called me? Who are you? Who asked you to come here!"

Wa Long, who was still wearing a white suit, heard the sound and came to the door. When he saw a boy and an old man in front of him, he asked coldly.

Warren shook his head when he heard this, and his eyes instantly glowed scarlet, looking particularly evil and dangerous.

"It's me, Wallon, I'm the Holy Lord, I'm back!"

"Holy Lord?"

Valon was a little surprised. He looked at Warren, whose eyes were glowing red at this time, and then looked back at the direction of the statue, a little confused: "Didn't you say you fell into a deep sleep? How come you have turned into a child now?

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The Holy Lord sneered: "After I woke up, I found that you were still so muddy that you couldn't hold up the wall, so I decided to leave my body and do it myself!"

"No, Holy Lord, you can't say that." Wa Long was a little unhappy when he heard this. He looked down at the Holy Lord, who was only 1.5 meters tall at this time, and pointed at the Holy Lord's body, "There is no sheep we brought for you.

Spell, there is no way you can be free."

"...Okay, what you said makes sense." The Holy Master thought about how the sheep talisman came about, and couldn't help but sigh, "But you are still a little behind Jackie Chan, so I invited it for you.

A true master!"

Next to the Holy Lord, Daolong, dressed in a black suit and with short white hair neatly trimmed, stood up. His pair of eyes, one green and one yellow, looked at the ordinary people other than the Holy Lord, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.

A bit contemptuous and impatient.

"Master?" Before Walon could speak, an unconvinced voice came from behind him. It turned out to be Ah Fu and Tru.

It was Heihu Afu who spoke, and his whole body shook violently, shattering the bandages all over his body into pieces: "They say boxing is not for young people, but I want to see what kind of master such a bad old man is.

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"Antelope jump!" He jumped into the air, followed by a powerful downward kick, "If you try this again, the crow will fly!"

There was a hint of hidden pride in Wa Long's voice: "Afu is so reckless. He is a martial arts master. What if he hurts the old man!"

The Holy Lord turned a deaf ear to Walon's words. He just glanced at Ah Fu calmly, then shook his head and said nothing.

Daolong, who was targeted by Ah Fu, laughed strangely. He himself was very aggrieved about the change of appearance, but he couldn't speak because the Holy Lord was his superior.

Now this overestimating bitch still dares to take the initiative and take action. Isn't he just hitting his gun?

Instead of using the usual black energy magic and summoning Ganwen Cuishan and other servants, Daolong decided to take action himself.

His figure did not move at all, but the skin around his eyes instantly turned into scales, and his heterochromatic pupils also changed accordingly. The originally round pupils gradually elongated into vertical pupils, showing disdain and impatience.

He also became cold-blooded and indifferent, unlike humans.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Daolong's mouth, and then he opened his mouth suddenly and spit out a huge fireball, which swept from bottom to top towards the black tiger Ah Fu who fell in the air.

"A crow flies on a plane? Watch me grill the crow!"

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