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When Xiaoyu saw that the person who came was Lin Ci, her body tensed up instantly and she immediately assumed a standard fighting stance.
"You scoundrel! What do you want to do!"
"Don't be nervous, Xiaoyu, I mean no harm."
Xiaoyu didn't believe it at all; she was like a cat with its fur standing on end.
"Don't treat me like a child! If it weren't for you, how could the Holy Lord have obtained twelve talismans!"
Lin Ci remained noncommittal and casually sat down on a nearby shipping container.
"Although I serve the Holy Lord, it doesn't mean I like him."
He paused, his gaze falling on Xiaoyu, a strange admiration in his eyes.
On the contrary, I prefer you.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyu immediately hugged herself tightly and took a step back warily.
"What...what do you want to do! You perverted, creepy uncle!"
Lin Ci's smile froze for a moment.
"You misunderstood. What I meant was, I admire you."
Xiaoyu looked suspicious.
"Admire me? Why?"
Lin Ci leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and conveyed a seductive power.
"Believe me, if Xiaoyu were not in this world, this world would be incomplete."
He then looked at Xiaoyu, his tone resolute.
"Furthermore, I firmly believe that you are the only spiritual leader of the Dragon Group."
Xiaoyu's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this.
Lin Ci understands me!
"Do you really think so?"
Lin Ci nodded seriously.
"Of course. Jackie Chan always keeps an eye on you and doesn't let you go on dangerous missions with him."
"But if Jackie Chan didn't have you, he wouldn't be able to accomplish at least 90% of what he does."
These words struck a chord with Xiaoyu; she immediately found a kindred spirit, and her face flushed with excitement.
"Yeah, yeah! Uncle Long is always telling me not to do this or that, it's so annoying!"
"Although he keeps a close eye on you, he's a good uncle, isn't he?"
Xiaoyu pouted.
"That's what they say, but I still don't like it that way. I can help him."
Lin Ci stood up and reached out to touch Xiao Yu's head.
"Trust me, your Uncle Long will need you later, you need to go and help him."
Xiaoyu deftly dodged Lin Ci's hand and put her hands on her hips.
"Hey, I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to be patted on the head."
She tilted her head, looking at Lin Ci with curiosity.
"But how did you know Uncle Long would need me later?"
Lin Ci's gaze seemed to pierce through the cabin, looking towards the distant night sky.
"Because Jackie Chan will be facing that great evil dragon in a moment, he absolutely cannot do it without your help."
He looked away and winked at Xiaoyu.
"After all, you are the core of the Dragon Group."
Xiaoyu was flattered by the praise, her little face full of pride.
Looking at Lin Ci, she suddenly felt that this villain from the Black Hand Gang wasn't so hateful after all.
"Lin Ci, I've discovered you're not so bad after all. Why did you join the Black Hand Gang?"
Lin Ci did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.
"If I hadn't joined the Mafia, would you have taken me in?"
Xiaoyu answered without hesitation and with unwavering certainty.
"Of course! We'll become good friends, won't we!"
Lin Ci extended his hand.
"It's a word."
Xiaoyu also stretched out her little hand and clapped it crisply on Lin Ci's palm.
"A word is settled!"
Xiaoyu was very happy at this moment. She felt that she had met someone who truly understood her.
"If you ask me, you should join our Dragon Group!"
"You are a martial arts master and a wizard. Your addition will absolutely make our Dragon Team invincible!"
"Then I'll become the captain of the Dragon Squad."
Xiaoyu's face immediately fell, and she protested in dissatisfaction.
"Hey, you can't do that! I'm the captain!"
The enormous demonic body was coiled in the center of the hall.
An ancient and malevolent incantation rolled from the depths of his throat, causing the entire palace to tremble slightly at the sound.
Jackie Chan and his father watched this scene from the hillside, their faces full of doubt.
"Dad, what is he doing?"
The old man pushed up his glasses, his expression grave.
"He is unleashing his demonic minions."
Upon hearing this, Sheriff Black immediately became alert. He raised his rocket launcher and gave an order to the agents behind him.
"Get ready! We'll burn it to death!"
Just as Blake was about to give the order to fire, his scope suddenly revealed his father's goat-like face.
"No! The Holy Lord is immortal!"
The old man's voice was urgent and fast.
"We must use magic to fight magic!"
As he spoke, he pulled a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a yellow, viscous solution.
“Jackie Chan, this solution will allow you to enter Shendu’s body and retrieve the talisman.”
Jackie Chan was somewhat surprised.
"Talismans? Take them all out?"
His father rolled his eyes at him.
"You're not as clever as Xiaoyu."
Jackie Chan pouted, clearly unconvinced.
The old man continued to explain.
"All we need to do is take out the talisman that sustains the Holy Lord's life force."
"If the Holy Lord didn't have the Rat Talisman, the power to transform inanimate objects into animals, then he would just be a statue."
Chapter 9 Death of the Holy Lord
At this moment, the Holy Lord's chanting reached its climax, and he was completely unaware of the commotion behind him.
Jackie Chan quietly circled around to his back.
He thrust his hands, which were covered in yellow solution, into the Holy Lord's hard body.
A strange, penetrating sensation came through.
He grabbed at something haphazardly and pulled out a talisman.
The Holy Lord's massive body trembled violently, and he finally noticed Jackie Chan behind him.
He roared, and his massive dragon tail swept across, sending Jackie Chan flying.
Jackie Chan tumbled twice in the air and landed awkwardly. He opened his palm and looked at it.
"A sheep talisman, soul astral projection—what good is that?!"
Suddenly, a beam of intense lightning shot out from the Saint Lord's crimson eyes, and Jackie Chan dodged the attack with a lazy roll.
He rushed forward again and, taking advantage of a gap in the Holy Lord's attack, grabbed another talisman.
This time, he didn't even look at what kind of talisman it was, and casually waved it in the direction of the Holy Lord.
A crimson flame shockwave containing explosive power erupted from his palm.
The flames slammed into the Holy Lord's chest, blasting a huge, charred hole in his massive body.
The entire dragon was knocked back and crashed heavily into the wall in the distance.
Jackie Chan looked down at the talisman in his hand.
It turned out to be a dragon talisman.
Unfortunately, the Holy Lord possesses the healing horse charm and the immortal dog charm.
The horrific wound, illuminated by the flashing light of the talisman, healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.