Chapter 123 [Jackie Chan, your whole family knows magic? 】

Chapter 123 [Jackie Chan, your whole family knows magic? 】

San Francisco, Chinatown.

Dad’s antique shop.

The room is filled with light incense, which makes people feel peaceful and calm. Although things are piled up in a mess, the light is still bright.

Yang An is sitting on a pear wood recliner said to be from the Qing Dynasty, holding a book on basic magic principles and how to improve magic power, reading with gusto.

Although he now lives in District 13, his personal freedom is not restricted.

Especially when he showed Chief Black what it means to escape from the earth.

Chief Black: Jackie Chan, do your whole family know magic?

Just let it be.

Children of destiny always get some privileges, such as Xiaoyu’s ability to walk up the stairs.

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What is the difference between this and escape?

This book has benefited Yang An a lot, at least he knows the rules and methods of casting spells in this world.

In this world.

Wizards and mages usually rely on the combination of magic weapons and potions to cast spells, which is much less convenient than Harry Potter's magic.

But it also has its own characteristics.

For example, mages prefer to communicate with heaven and earth, and can enter the spiritual world of people through dreams, clone potions, and foresee the future, etc. Wizards prefer potions. They are all masters of chemistry and can summon and communicate. Dark creatures.

The differences between these two types of spell casters are mentioned or recorded in this book.

Unfortunately, what Yang An got was the version translated by his father, and the content was incomplete.

I heard from my dad that the original version was an unknown scripture passed down from Dongda University. It was later collected in the British Museum for various reasons.

This book was entrusted by Jackie Chan to be borrowed and copied by his father in the name of archaeological research.

Looking at the things left by your ancestors, you still need to borrow them. There is no such truth in the world.

After Yang An found out about this, although he didn’t say anything on the surface, his plan to plunder the world had one more target!

The cultural relics belonging to Dongda University were not protected by the predecessors. As a descendant, he naturally had to take them back.

Now, he can only read the version translated by his father.

Just when Yang An was immersed in learning magic.

“Ding——”

The wind chime hanging outside the door rang, followed by the sound of the door being pushed.

Yang An knew it was Xiaoyu without raising his head.

Thanks to the happy education in American public schools, she got off school at around two o'clock in the afternoon.

Sometimes Yang An has malicious thoughts.

If the plot of Jackie Chan's Adventures took place at Dongda University, hey, Xiaoyu might not have the chance to follow her father Jackie Chan around.

Sure enough, after the door opened, there was a brisk creak of feet on the floor, and Dad didn’t even ask if he was a guest.

"I hate school."

Xiaoyu said angrily, threw down her schoolbag, and ran to Yang An, seeing him reading a magic book, with a look of envy on her face , "It would be great if I could also learn magic."

"There will be a chance."

Yang An raised his head, showing his handsome face that was still bloodless, and said calmly.

Then he closed the thick handwritten book with a snap and put it away with great care.

Copying an entire book is a very troublesome job, and you have to learn to cherish the fruits of other people's labor. This is why Dad thinks Yang An is not a bad boy.

——Children who can learn to cherish books and respect knowledge can be as bad as they are.

"Xiaoyu, did you get scolded by the teacher again?" Yang An raised a reserved smile at the corner of his mouth.

If Xiaoyu is the lively and sunny "yang", then Yang An is the "yin" who lives in the shade of the tree, enjoying the tranquility with calmness and elegance.

"That's not true."

Xiaoyu scratched her messy hair and smiled heartily at Yang An. Her hair was too thick, even if it was briefly thinned, it would grow out soon. Look. It looks messy like a chicken coop.

But Yang An is different. Although his hair is equally thick but soft, Xiaoyu often has the idea of ​​​​touching Yang An's black hair.

"But Teacher Sandy said that my homework was unqualified and I needed to rewrite it. I obviously wrote it seriously, but she deliberately targeted me!"

Xiaoyu walked around the antique, jumped onto the high chair and sighed.

The United States is not fun at all. She misses home, even though Xiangjiang is just average.

"I need adventure and an exciting life. I was born to be an adventurer! Or a war reporter, on the front line of the hail of bullets."

Xiaoyu Dragging his cheeks, his eyes showed anticipation.

Yang An smiled and ignored Xiaoyu's complaints. Just listen to what a child said and don't take it seriously.

Xiaoyu’s homework has always been a big problem.

Although she was born in Xiangjiang and can read and write English, there are still big differences in the grammar and wording between British English and American English.

Xiaoyu would be laughed at for her accent by students who were also immigrants from all over the world.

Over time, she became unwilling to study.

"I can help you take a look later, but you still have to do it yourself." Yang An said calmly.

Xiaoyu is one of the animation heroines that Yang An doesn't dislike. There is a saying that when the wind is going well, rely on Jackie Chan, when the wind is going bad, rely on dad, and when the wind is going bad, rely on Xiaoyu.

Although Xiaoyu is quirky and has the characteristics of a child, she can always surprise people when she needs to be reliable.

Some people don’t like this kind of personality. They think it is too individual and cannot be trusted.

But Yang An still likes to have a player who can bring surprises to help turn the tables when the wind is against him.

"Really!" Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and she suddenly became energetic, "It's a deal."

At this time, she thought of something, slapped her forehead, jumped off the chair and ran to open her schoolbag.

"By the way, you definitely don't know this news!"

"Huh?"

Yang An saw Xiaoyu running over.

She almost knocked over a blue and white porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty. When she felt guilty and held the vase to stop shaking, she ran over and placed a folded newspaper in front of Yang An.

"What is this?" Yang An looked at the big photo in the newspaper and raised his eyebrows.

"It's a palace! A super palace complex!" Xiaoyu described it exaggeratedly, "It's in Xiangjiang, over there from my home."

"It happened because of an earthquake yesterday. The Zhuan family said it was Uncle Long will definitely love this palace group that has been dusted for thousands of years."

Yang An smiled, he already knew this news, he dragged this palace out of the ground.

At this time, Dad finally came out of his study, obviously after hearing Xiaoyu's words.

Wait for dad to pick up the newspaper and take a closer look.

His expression changed.

"Hey!!! This is definitely not an ordinary palace!"

"Of course, ordinary people can't live in such a big palace." Xiaoyu didn't take it seriously and joked with a smile, "What do you think? Were all prehistoric humans ten meters tall?”

"No, this is different."

The father pushed up his glasses seriously, as if he thought of something, took the newspaper and turned back to the study.

"Dad needs to study it carefully. This may have something to do with the talisman! Xiao An, hot tea!"

"Okay, teacher."

Yang An shrugged at Xiaoyu. Instead of learning magic, you are here to be an apprentice.

But it’s understandable.

I want to learn magic, but I don’t have the kind of systematic education like Hogwarts. The best way is to rely solely on the teacher's words and deeds, and to observe and learn as an apprentice.

Xiaoyu took advantage of the opportunity to occupy Yang An's recliner and sighed. "I wonder how Uncle Long and his friends will go on their trip to Mexico. It must be fun and I want to go too."

Just when Xiaoyu was talking about her Uncle Long.

In a small town somewhere in Mexico.

There are people coming and going, vendors selling burritos, old women selling balloons, and tourists who come to watch the wrestling match after hearing about it. The stone streets are not spacious, but they have a Spanish style. The water is suffocating.

But someone will always find a way.

A tall, strong and giant-like figure easily squeezed through the crowd.

He didn't even need to squeeze out of the way, as his body as tall as a mountain passed through the crowd of dwarfs.

The shadow almost covers the entire street, and everyone will run away in fear.

Whitebeard walked across the street intently, not caring about people's surprised looks.

“Follow me, children.”

His huge size also covered the four people behind him.

Toru, who was originally as tall as a hill, became a chubby little boy who hadn't grown up yet.

"According to reliable information, our old rival, the archaeologist Jackie Chan, has also come to Mexico. He is in a nearby pyramid temple." Ah Fen followed in the shadow of White Beard, with one hand in his pocket and the other eating Mexican special ice. "Sha," Panpan said, looking left and right.

As you can see, the smoothie is actually topped with red hot sauce. Although the taste is weird, it is very good and has a wonderful feeling.

"Then should we chase after him now?"

Lasu changed out of the black suit that he had not changed for a century, and now put on a floral shirt, beach pants, and white clothes Hu Hu gave his godson the exquisite toad sunglasses and changed his hairstyle, which made him look more fashionable.

"Oh, isn't our trip coming to an end?" Zhou answered, regretting that he was most comfortable, sitting on Tru's shoulders.

Although Tohru wanted to refuse, he was persuaded by Whitebeard's "reason" that we are a family and must love each other.

However, as a price, Zhou bought Tru a lot of snacks that Tru liked at Whitebeard's request.

True was so surprised when he got the gift. He never said he liked smoothies with little umbrellas, nor did he say he liked honey donuts.

All in all, they do feel like a family now, and they no longer resist having an extra 'godfather'.

After all, Whitebeard is indeed much older than them.

This is true from all angles.

Perhaps this is the highest state of PUA, self-PUA.

Moreover, in Whitebeard, they felt the warmth of a criminal organization that they had not seen for a long time.

If Walon knew, he would probably go crazy.

Damn it, the middle and high-level cadres of the organization who have been under my command for many years are about to rebel!

Doesn't it mean that he has failed as a human being?

When he came to Mexico this time, Whitebeard had no intention of looking for the cow charm. Instead, he took a group of people to wander around and travel.

Ah Fen and the others like fishing too much and traveling at public expense. They don’t have to worry about the boss blaming them, because the boss doesn’t dare to provoke this man who is like a mountain.

Whitebeard also heard the four people discussing, "Don't worry, that person can't find the talisman."

"Why?" Ah Fen asked in confusion, then he remembered something and nervously added One sentence, "Dad?"

It really hurts when Whitebeard hits someone.

"Gla la la, because I have found it." White Beard touched his beard and said with a bold smile.

“Huh?”

The four Mafia members were surprised.

"Where?" Zhou Qi asked.

At this time, Whitebeard stopped, and the four of them were caught off guard and almost bumped into his huge body. Fortunately, they all stopped in time.

“It’s right here!”

As Whitebeard pointed towards the wall beside his thighs, a poster of a wrestling ring came into view.

“Wrestler?” Rasu stepped forward strangely and tore off the poster.

“Where is the spell?”

"Or behind the wall?" Tru entered working mode, narrowed his eyes, and released a fierce aura, ready to act as a robber at any time.

"Idiot."

Whitebeard gave Toru a violent response full of fatherly love without hesitation. Only a giant like him could give Toro such a violent response.

Although the movement was very gentle, Tru still felt a big bulge on his head. He dared not speak out in anger.

“Be careful!” Whitebeard’s voice was loud, “Look at this guy wearing a mask. What is on his head?”

"Head?"

True couldn't beat Whitebeard, so he had to grab the poster from Fen's hand to vent his anger. Even though the poster was torn into two pieces with a tear, it didn't matter.

Sure enough, a charm was stuck on the masked man’s forehead!

"I'll grab the talisman."

Just when Tohru was about to take action, he was stopped by the dissatisfied Whitebeard.

"No, those who rob at will are bandits, but we are pirates!"

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Toru looked confused, what's the difference? He's still a mafia guy.

"Of course."

Whitebeard patted Tru on the shoulder and said proudly, "The labor and management are going to meet him for a while to see if he is the number one wrestler and can win. Finally, take your own loot!”

"You mean you're going to a wrestling match? Cool!" Zhou pushed up his sunglasses and excitedly looked up at the white beard covering the sun.

As they walked along, many tourists were discussing how powerful this Bull Warrior was and how undefeated he was. They all came here for the Bull Warrior, a wrestler.

But Ah Fen and the others are also very confident in the strength of Father Whitebeard, which is incomparably powerful!

"Gu la la la, of course! Children, wait for dad to come back victorious!" Whitebeard nodded and touched his beard.

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came, "What have you done!"

Everyone turned around and saw a kid in a blue hoodie running over angrily. He first raised his head and glanced fearfully at the white beard who was already famous in the town, and then plucked up the courage to accuse.

“You tore off the posters and destroyed them, which I posted on the wall bit by bit.”

“Humph, little brother, posters are to be torn down by others, we "Tear it apart, do you understand?" Ah Fen said carelessly, bending down and glaring at the little boy with evil intentions.

"I, Parker, will not be afraid of you, I am protected by the Cow Warriors!" Although the little boy Parker had begun to be afraid, he still persisted for the sake of his idol.

“Hey, you kid, get out of here!”

Before Zhou could roll up his sleeves and step forward, intending to tell the little boy to get out, he was stopped by Whitebeard.

I saw the giant-like white beard slowly squatting down and looking at the little Parker in front of him.

"Your name is Parker?"

"That's right!" Parker seemed to have broken a jar and squeezed his fist, "The Bull Warrior is the most powerful in the world!"

" Haha, it's okay kid." Whitebeard didn't get angry, but laughed.

"Since you think the Bull Warrior is stronger, wait until night to witness it with your own eyes. Labor and management will beat him severely in the wrestling ring!"

"Old man, do you want to challenge the Bull Warrior?" Parker compared After looking at the figures of Ox Warrior and Whitebeard, I lost my confidence when I heard this.

“But the Bull Warrior will definitely win.”

As he said that, Parker quickly turned around and ran away. He wanted to tell the Bull Warrior the news first!

(End of this chapter)