First day in prison. The food in Konggu is much worse than that in San Francisco. It is totally unacceptable. The prison guards have bad tempers and swear at every turn. The beds are not firm enough and they shake when I turn over in sleep. Second day in prison. The iron in the laundry room is a bit hot. When I was applying asphalt on the roof, I was rewarded with a can of cold beer. It tasted good. I went to see a movie called "The Shawshank Redemption" in the evening. Are you sure it is appropriate to put this in the prison? Third day in prison. When I was taking a shower, I was teased by a big guy and beat him up. The next day, a small guy knelt down in front of me and asked for protection. He also said that he was willing to offer [DATA EXPUNGED] for me. I refused. Fourth day in prison. A group fight broke out in the prison today. I became a celebrity in the prison. Suddenly I found that this place is not bad. All the inmates are talented and speak well. You don’t have to be too cautious when beating people. You can rob things openly. I like it here. Fifth day in prison.
I joined the Black Claw Gang, which is the strongest of the three gangs. I became a cadre as soon as I entered. The boss appreciated me because I was good at fighting. The sixth day in prison. The boss was put in solitary confinement for fighting. Under the instigation of the gang members, I launched a power grab and officially became the boss of the Black Claw Gang. The seventh day in prison. I unified the three gangs in the prison and became the only boss! … The telephone booth in District 13. After finishing his daily work, Blake remembered that today was the day he had agreed to contact Jackie Chan regularly, so he called him. "South American Rat, how are you doing in there?" "Call me Brother Long, you damn stinky cop!" Blake was silent for a while, with a question mark on his face. What happened? "Jackie Chan, it's me, Sheriff Black, your friend." "Fuck you, you're a friend, but you're sending me to jail? You're arranging all kinds of messy jobs for me all day long. Is District 13 empty? You're leaving all the work to me. What are you doing here, you good-for-nothings!?" Black: "..." "Oh, my good friend, I'm just kidding. Don't take it to heart." Black: "..." The question is, how much of Jackie Chan's words are really joking, and how much is really calculating? "I've been keeping an eye on Han Bing and the others. They bribed a prison guard. I guess there will be an action tonight. I'll try my best to grab the Panku Box. You ask Dad and Luke to prepare to seal the demon."
"Got it." Black hung up the phone and looked at the idle staff in District 13 with a thoughtful look. Are they living too comfortably? That's why District 13 was repeatedly invaded by Xiaoyu. Even when Jackie Chan scolded him like this, he couldn't say anything back, because what he said was all true. The main reason is that those of them who are on the scientific side are really not good at magic and demons. He sighed and called his father's antique shop. … "Okay, I got it." Luke hung up the phone, thought for a moment, told others about the situation in prison, and then said that he planned to conquer the demon alone. Dad firmly opposed: "This is too dangerous. Even if the ancient demon is weakened, it is still a very powerful black creature." "Please rest assured, sir, I am sure I can deal with them. I want to ask you for something else." "What is it?" Luke stretched out his index finger, and a ball of Qi attached to his finger to outline a complex symbol in the void. Dad pushed his glasses: "This is magic that Dad has never seen." "Communication magic, as long as you use magic to outline this symbol, you can observe the picture and sound centered on me." Luke explained softly that this was the magic he developed to communicate with the evil-faced Luke. Now it has been improved to achieve one-to-many functions and provide more detailed pictures and sounds. In short, it is a magic version of live broadcast. "I hope you can pass this symbol to every righteous wizard." The old man hesitated: "Do you want to establish prestige? But the reputation of the Saint Seiya is already loud enough." "I need a louder name, to become the leader of all the white magicians, to give accurate instructions, instead of just being a nominal spokesperson like now." "Why?" The old man was puzzled, "Saint Seiya should not pursue fame and fortune like this." "No, Dad." Luke's eyes were clear and his tone was soft: "I am not pursuing fame and fortune, but a huge crisis is brewing. I feel that in hell, there is a terrifying existence that surpasses all ancient demons and is constantly growing. Only when all the mages in the white camp unite can this crisis be resolved." "There is such a thing!" The old man was shocked when he heard it, "But I didn't have any premonition. How did you know?" Because I am the initiator. Luke suppressed the guilt debuff of Shanmian and gave the reason: "Because I am a Saint Seiya."
This sentence directly blocked Dad's doubts. Saint Seiya is the best amulet. He nodded in understanding. "Leave it to Dad, but are you sure you can do it alone?" "You will win." Luke smiled and walked out of the antique shop. Following the positioning magic left on Jackie Chan, he moved directly to his side. As soon as he landed, he couldn't help but let out a "Wow~" In a large single-person cell, Jackie Chan sat on a recliner with his legs crossed, his eyes closed, and a burning Marlboro in his mouth. Below him, a cellmate with an ordinary face and a slightly thick neck, who looked quite strong, half-knelt and bowed to him. "Uncle Long, what are you doing..." "Didn't you see Brother Long teaching a new gang member a lesson? Why does this voice sound so familiar..." Jackie Chan, who subconsciously said a vicious sentence, opened his eyes and met the innocent smile of Lu Ke in the form of a child. He jumped up like a frog thrown into boiling water, with embarrassment written all over his face. "Ahem, Lu Ke, this is a misunderstanding." In a place where the underworld forces rely purely on strength, Jackie Chan thrives like a fish in water, and the depression accumulated outside is also released, and he can't help but drift a little. "No need to explain." Luke smiled slightly and walked to the gang members below: "I just think that if you, Uncle Long, join the Black Qi camp, you might be able to do something." "I will definitely not join the Black Qi camp!" Jackie Chan answered firmly. It was purely an accident that he joined the prison gang and became the boss. "Really?" Luke raised his eyebrows and kicked the gang members below: "When your boss first came in, did he borrow things from others and say that he would definitely return them?" "This..." The gang members looked at Jackie Chan with hesitation, "Yes... or no?" Luke smiled and shook his head. He didn't listen to the answer anymore. He got straight to the point. "The black air is spreading, and the wind demon Xiaofeng has been released." "Where?" Jackie Chan was shocked, "I haven't heard of any strange things happening anywhere?" "Because some demons have the ability to transform into human form, such as the sky demon - Ximu, and this wind demon - Xiaofeng." Luke's hands were coated with a layer of golden light at some point, and one hand was pressed tightly on the shoulder of the kneeling gang member. The ordinary-looking gang member suddenly looked up and showed an evil smile. "Ah, I've been discovered."
"You are the current Saint Seiya mentioned by the Holy Lord, you have some skills!" The thick black air wrapped Xiaofeng's body, and when he appeared again, he had broken free from Lu Ke's restraints and turned back to his original form - a huge monster shaped like a toad. "Oh!" Jackie Chan was so scared that he leaned back against the wall and screamed, "Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky!" He didn't even know that he was in danger. "Where are the Holy Lord and the others?" "They have already run away, go save the next brother." "Thank you for telling me the truth." Luke flicked his finger lightly, and a positioning magic hit Xiaofeng. Before he could react, he rushed over in the next moment, and the staff in his hand was coated with golden light and made a whistling sound. Xiaofeng used all four limbs to ricochet into the air to avoid the oncoming staff, opened his bloody mouth and inhaled hard, forming a wind vortex, but Luke was not affected at all, and hit him hard in the stomach again. Bang—— The powerful mage's physical spell directly hit Xiaofeng against the wall, spitting out a few mouthfuls of dark green blood. He didn't dare to stop and dodge to the side. The next moment, the wall he was originally on was smashed to pieces. "Feel the powerful airflow of the wind demon!" Xiaofeng opened his huge mouth again, and violent airflow gushed out from it, and the bricks and stones on the ground were also blown up, and a storm broke out in the small room. Jackie Chan was blown into the air without any resistance, and kept shouting "bad luck, bad luck, bad luck". Lu Ke faced the storm flow head-on without avoiding or dodging, and looked at Xiao Feng as if he was looking at a can of gasoline that volunteered to be a firefighter. What is the difference between using wind, water, and thunder attributes to attack Lan Long and seeking death? If it was an ancient demon in its heyday, there might be a chance or two to compete with him for the authority of the wind. As for this large hair dryer now... Facing the upgraded incarnation of Tianjin Huojin God, the strong wind in the air decisively betrayed its master, and turned into a restraint to lock him in Xiao Feng's unbelievable eyes. "This is impossible, how could the wind betray me?" Lu Ke shook his head with pity: "When did you have the illusion that the object of the wind's loyalty was you." "I am the devil of wind!" "No, you are just an ordinary devil born in an era without me." Xiao Feng, who was imprisoned, was bloodshot. He didn't understand. He was obviously the devil of wind! ! Luke took out the fan, which was the token of the immortal god that sealed Xiaofeng. The huge toad was drawn into the gate of hell with an unwilling scream. … "It doesn't matter. There is still a chance. As long as we can take his place when other demons are released." Xiaofeng, who returned to hell, had a gloomy look in his eyes. He had more wisdom left than Bogang.
"The gate of hell will open in front of the corresponding demon, but if I find a brother who has not been closed in advance, I will get ahead of him..." "You are really a demon. Do you have such a plan?" A low male voice with ridicule came, and there was a strong smell of blood. The terrifying breath that made the demon's hair stand up came. Xiaofeng looked over vigilantly, and his pupils suddenly shrank. The half-dragon demon, as huge as a mountain, stared at him coldly, with a green thing on his palm. A closer look revealed that it was the mountain demon Bogang, but at this time, Bogang was covered with shocking wounds, shrunk to the size of a human, and only had one breath left. The huge half-dragon demon bared his white teeth at him. "Don't worry, you are still useful. I will keep you alive until the night of the millennium."
