The person who caused the alarm in the museum was naturally Lin Fan.

Looking at the mask of General Bart of the Ghost Army in his hand, Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and put it into the system space.

The figure flashed and left here.

When I returned to District 13, I was seeking the magic of fusing masks from the Holy Lord.

However, since Lin Fan has come to Germany, the black energy of the water demon Barcelona cannot be missed.

Basha's token is the gourd of Tieguai Li. The gourd contains Bazaar's black energy.

Since Lin Fan is determined to leave this world with the horse talisman, once taken away, the lack of the twelve talismans will inevitably affect the demon dragon who has absorbed the eight demonic energies. Maybe the lack of the talisman will lead to the real demon dragon's son.

I defeated you.

Therefore, Lin Fan planned to take away some of the eight demonic energies, so that he would not have to worry about the imbalance of righteousness.

Lin Fan remembered that the token of Water Demon Bazaar was in the Roman Coliseum.

The distance is not too far.

........

Far away in the Atlantic Ocean, Valon, Tru, and Afu received orders from Lin Fan and successfully found the Satsuma Mask on a totem pole at the foot of a waterfall on the northwest coast of the Atlantic Ocean according to the location and mask portrait provided by Lin Fan.

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They didn't expect that there were cannibals here. Fortunately, they had the weapons provided by Lin Fan and brought Ah Fu with them, so there were no dangers along the way.

Compared to the way Holy Lord likes to draw pie, Valon prefers his new Mr. Dragon.

Compared with the Holy Lord, I don’t know how generous he is.

Several people got on the helicopter and put the masks in the magic box provided by Lin Fan.

"It's such a wonderful feeling without Jackie Chan to disturb us!" Wa Long sighed while sitting in the helicopter.

"True, move over there."

The island nation of Tokyo.

Jackie Chan and his party have arrived at the destination of their trip.

At this time, Tokyo was destroyed by the mountain demon Bogon, with ruins everywhere and filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

"No, Dad, this guy is so big!" Jackie Chan raised his head and looked at the height of the mountain demon Bo Gang, his eyes widened and he stuttered.

I had expected it from the beginning, but I didn't expect that this guy would be so big in reality.

Dad glanced at Jackie Chan indifferently, then he took out the magic materials from the beginning of his luggage.

"Jackie Chan, if you are afraid, you can go back."

Of course Jackie Chan couldn't be afraid, he was just frightened by Bo Gang's appearance for a moment.

"Xiaoyu, it's too dangerous here. Find a place to hide."

Just when Jackie Chan and Xiaoyu were talking, the mountain demon Bo Gang grabbed a group of people and stuffed them into his mouth. Bo Gang's favorite thing is human beings. This kind of delicacy is better than other foods.

, simply the most delicious thing. Especially using salt as a dipping powder for your own food.

However, in Jackie Chan's eyes, it is nothing less than an act of the devil.

"Uncle Long, he...he eats people!" Xiaoyu covered her eyes with a look of horror.

"I know, Xiaoyu, quickly find a place to hide." Jackie Chan pressed Xiaoyu's shoulders with both hands and said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he turned to look at his father.

Dad had already prepared the magic materials and was muttering a spell.

"Jackie Chan, the devils are all immortal. This can only stop him. You have to beat the drum from close range and open the devil's door so that he can return to the devil's door." Dad threw the puffer fish to Jackie Chan, and

Hanging Zhang Guolao's drum on Jackie Chan's head.

Jackie Chan nodded, and rushed forward with Zhang Guolao's drum and pufferfish.

"Eating people is not allowed anymore!!!!" Bo Gang, the demon who saw the mountain, planned to grab another batch of people and throw them into his mouth. Jackie Chan took the pufferfish and hit Bo Gang.

'-call out!'

"who is it!"

After receiving magic damage from Jackie Chan's attack, Bo Gang let out a cry of pain, let go of the people's hands, and turned to look at Jackie Chan who noticed the attack on him.

The palm of his hand rushed towards Jackie Chan, trying to crush Jackie Chan to death.

"Tough luck! Tough luck! Tough luck!"

Jackie Chan quickly rolled several times to avoid Bo Gang's attack, took the puffer fish into his arms, and placed his hands on the side of the drum.

Beat Zhang Guolao's drum rhythmically.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

The familiar magic fluctuation instantly made Bo Gang panic. This was the aura of Zhang Guolao, the immortal god who once imprisoned him.

"No!!!"

Jackie Chan's slap made Bo Gang notice the token on his body. He panicked and his entire huge body began to retreat backwards, trying to get away from this human being who had the token.

With the sound of Jackie Chan's beating, the body of Zhang Guolao's drum emitted inexplicable magic fluctuations. As the sound spread, it flew inexplicably towards the location of Bo Gang.

"No!!!!"

Behind the mountain demon Bo Gang, a gate suddenly appeared. It was the gate of hell that released Bo Gang. Now the door of hell has been opened again.

There was an inexplicable suction force in the Gate of Hell. Bo Gang shouted, unwilling to resist, and was instantly sucked into the Gate of Hell without any resistance.

After conquering the demon, Jackie Chan and his party embarked on the journey back.

Before Shiro's trio arrived in Tokyo, Jackie Chan and his team had already eliminated Tsuyoshi Yamanami, without having any effect at all.

Time flies so fast,

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Black Hand Gang station.

"Forest...."

"Um?"

"Mr. Long, this is the mask you want." Valon waved his hand, and Ah Fu stepped forward and opened the magic box.

Lin Fan took the mask - the Satsuma mask handed over by Valon and showed a pleased expression.

"Very good, Valon, you got the mask I wanted."

The mask suddenly disappeared in Lin Fan's hand. Wa Long and others were already used to Lin Fan's methods.

"Now that you have found what I want, Wa Long, I will certainly keep you in my possessions."

Lin Fan said casually.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of gold bricks of varying sizes appeared at Wallon's feet.

"Mr. Long was joking. It is our honor to serve Mr. Long." Wa Long was reserved for a moment, then leaned over and picked up the gold brick in the next second.

Great, since Mr. Long was replaced, the financial income of the Black Hand Gang is no longer in negative growth. Valon suddenly felt tears streaming down his face.

"You deserve this." Lin Fan nodded casually.

The figure suddenly disappeared into the room.

Now that the mask has been obtained, the main purpose now is to fuse the mask magic spell with the Holy Lord.

Lin Fan raised his lips. Knowing the Holy Lord's weaknesses, he was confident that he could force out the spell.

District 13....

Special management room.

Lin Fan sneaked in quietly, hacked the surveillance system, and walked to the location where the Holy Lord was imprisoned.

Lin Fan only had a few minutes, or even a minute.

"It's you!"

"I didn't expect that my Holy Lord would fall into your hands." The Holy Lord's voice came faintly from the statue.

It didn't take long, and Lin Fan calmly interrupted the Holy Lord's soliloquy.

"Holy Lord, tell me the spell to fuse the ghost mask." Lin Fan directly stated his purpose.

"Why do you think I will tell you?" The Holy Lord's faint voice came again, obviously not wanting to tell Lin Fan.

Lin Fan glanced at the Holy Lord and said, "Do you want to stay in District 13 for the rest of your life?"

When the Holy Master heard Lin Fan's words, he was silent for a few seconds before his voice came faintly.
To be continued...