The Holy Lord In the Comic World

"Ah~ feel comfortable..."

Half an hour later, Ren Yi walked out of the cargo room slowly, looking at Lao Li with a smile on his face.

"Is it over?" Lao Li asked while driving the plane.

"It's over..."

"How many times?" Lao Li continued to ask.

"I didn't count carefully, there should be a lot..." Ren Yi said as he walked towards the armchair.

"Is there anything wrong?" Lao Li asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, I have my sense of proportion." Ren Yi said while lying on the armchair enjoying himself, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Lao Li didn't say anything more, and continued to look at the plane seriously.

Soon after, San Francisco, USA…

"Young master, you are back..." Ren Yi had just stepped off the plane when a mighty group of servants greeted him.

"Eh? Hmm..." Ren Yi looked at such a huge team, and walked towards Old Qiao with a guilty conscience.

"Uncle Qiao... What is this..." Ren Yi walked to Old Qiao and asked in a low voice.

"Master... In order to ensure the safety of your return, I specially sealed off this area, please rest assured, there will be special police to **** you home." Old Qiao bent over with a smile, and spoke slowly Said.

"Hey? Is it necessary..." Ren Yi looked at Old Qiao in a daze.

"This is necessary! I have heard about the specific situation, young master, and Lao Liu told me everything." Old Qiao stood up straight as he spoke, looking forward.

"Huh?" Ren Yi was even more confused.

"Young master, let's go..." Lao Li also walked off the plane, resisting a struggling little girl.

"Huh? Old Li, who is this little girl?" Old Qiao asked suspiciously.

"Oh, I sneaked up in Mexico, and was taught a lesson by the young master." Lao Li raised Xiaoyu as he said.

"Hmm..." Old Qiao approached Xiaoyu while looking at the dark-faced Xiaoyu.

Old Qiao took Xiaoyu over, touched her head twice, and gently put her on the ground.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are fine now..." Old Qiao knelt down and said kindly.

"Eh? Oh..." Xiaoyu looked at the amiable old butler in front of her in a daze.

"Come on, take this little sister home safely, and don't let her be frightened." Old Qiao stood up and shouted at the servants.

"Eh?" Just like that, Xiaoyu was driven away with a dazed expression.

Watching the car with Xiaoyu out of his sight, Old Qiao, who was smiling kindly, froze suddenly.

"I'll be back later, remember to ask him the address of that little girl... Keep an eye on it..." Old Qiao said to the servant beside him expressionlessly.

"If you find any actions that are not good for us..." Old Qiao said and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Hmm..." Ren Yi stood aside blankly, staring blankly at Old Qiao who was ordering the servants not far away.

"The system...Uncle Qiao...is he so dark-bellied..." Ren Yi asked in a low voice while sitting on the chair.

"System prompt: Since the target is the aborigines of the Tiga world, the system does not have relevant information, and has been separated from the previous world, and information sharing has been interrupted."

"Okay...well..." Ren Yi continued to look at Old Qiao in a daze, and after a while, an extended Lincoln approached.

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"Hey, Dad, it's not good! Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is gone!" At this time, the phone booth at the airport in Mexico.

"Hey! She's back a long time ago, where are you!" Dad shouted from the other end.

"Ah? Xiaoyu...has gone back? But how did she..." Jackie Chan asked in surprise.

"One more thing! Did you get the charm?" The old man said again, regardless of Jackie Chan's question.

"The charm... the cow charm has been obtained, old man." Jackie Chan had no choice but to answer the old man's question first.

"Ha~ very good...then why don't you come back soon! Dad is going to do research!" Immediately afterwards, the dad yelled and hung up the phone.

"Hello? Hello! Dad!" Jackie Chan squeezed the cow charm in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Oh... let's go back first..." Jackie Chan hung up the phone, sighed, and walked towards the ticket gate in a decadent manner.

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Mafia building.

"Walong, your subordinates are too incompetent! Jackie Chan and the others have already obtained two charms! If you continue like this, you will never get the lost treasure of the Golden Rooster King!" On the wall, a disc hung The dragon-shaped statue said angrily.

"Hey? Holy Master, don't be angry. You see, there are only two charms, and there are still ten left, so we have only failed twice so far..." Valon hurriedly persuaded.

"Okay, then I'll trust you again..." the Holy Master compromised, and then the red light in his eyes dimmed.

"Boss, in fact, we were about to get the charm..." Zhou said, as if he wanted to explain.

"That's right, we all beat Jackie Chan to the ground..." Lasu also said.

"But suddenly a brawny man ran out and snatched the charm away," Ah Fen continued.

"True can testify to this... that strong man is very powerful!" The three said in unison, pointing to Truh who was silent beside him.

"Uh...um~www.wuxiaspot.com~Yes." Tru looked at the crowd blankly, and responded mechanically.

"Oh? A strong man? One person knocked you all down? And took away the spell?" Wa Long leaned on a cane and approached the crowd with a dark face.

"I'm too lazy to listen to your nonsense here! Go to the warehouse!" Wallon growled.

…

In the big warehouse of the fish canning factory.

"What punishment do you think the boss will give us this time?" Lasu leaned into Zhou's ear and asked quietly.

"The few of us don't know, but I'm sure Tru's must be swimming in a swimming pool full of fish... Hehe." Ah Fen leaned over and said.

"Huh?" Toru seemed to hear it, and turned around to stare at the three of them.

"Ahem, it's nothing..." The three of them froze immediately when they saw this.

"Silence!" Just as everyone was discussing, Valon came out from the inner room.

"I called you here today...not to punish you." Valon looked at the tense people in front of him, and said directly.

"Isn't it a punishment..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Today's topic is mainly about this person!" Valon said, pressing the projector beside him.

I saw a vague figure appearing on the wall.

On the screen, one can vaguely see a figure wearing a school uniform, with golden hair and a pair of scarlet eyes...

This person is guarded by a group of special police in uniform and armed with explosion-proof shields...

The strange thing is... when I look at this picture, I always feel like I am being targeted by some kind of beast.

No one noticed... Beside the boy, a white-haired old man was staring at the camera.

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