Transmigrating into a dimensional demon god cub, apprenticing under the Ancient One, punching Thanos, kicking Dormammu, and reaching the pinnacle of life.
Li Yi looks up to the sky and lets o...
Blake touched his head and thought about it carefully. It seemed that he had indeed heard of a department in the government called Strategic Territory or something that sounded long and ugly.
It seems that they are in charge of this aspect. I thought it was a rumor, but I didn’t expect it to be true!
I’ve learned a lot!
"Ahem, Master Li and Dad Jackie Chan would like to invite you to join the 13th inning. Are you interested?"
"But I still have to teach at university!" Jackie Chan was the first to refuse.
"You don't need to work full-time, it won't take up much of your time, and the monthly subsidy is $10,000," Blake smiled.
"Not everyone is moved by money," Jackie Chan was just about to explain that Li Yi is a member of a hidden wizard organization and generally would not join such a government organization.
"I agree!" Li Yi's words almost choked Jackie Chan to death.
"Boy, your Kamar-Taj has clear rules that prohibit you from showing up in public. Are you sure you want to join them?" Dad was a little curious.
Li Yi waved his hand. "What kind of ancient rules are these? Anyway, according to what he said, isn't he just a consultant? It's just a borderline, but it doesn't count as a violation of the rules."
Li Yi said that Gu Yi had not given him much New Year's money over the years, and the little money he had saved was not enough to spend, and he would have to go out and rob the rich to help his own poor.
Just think about it, it’s really tiring. I might as well find some part-time job to supplement my salary. The subsidy is not bad.
I never expected that I would have to taste the bitterness of life at such a young age.
Jackie Chan looked at Li Yi with some confusion, not knowing what was wrong with him, crying and laughing at the same time!
What else was Dad going to say? Li Yi interrupted him directly.
"The Supreme Mage is my master. If I did something she wouldn't allow, she would have come to stop me long ago. The fact that she didn't come out means she acquiesced. Bald Old Deng is pretty good!"
Blake rubbed his head, feeling a little offended.
Then he straightened his clothes and approached Li Yi pretending to be a human.
"Li Yi! This chicken talisman is so dangerous, I think it should be kept in a safer place. Why not let me keep it for you?"
"This is a magic item. Do you have any experience? Besides, this is a serious matter!" Li Yi looked at Blake with suspicion.
"I'll increase the salary. From now on, I'll give you $100,000 per month. That's the highest offer. I can't offer any higher. This is the limit of our ability!"
"Deal!" Li Yi readily took the chicken talisman from Jackie Chan's hand and threw it to Blake. Anyway, this kind of thing was created by the positive and evil energy transformed from the earth's consciousness. To put it simply, it was the earth's own family affair.
Kamar-Taj is mainly used to guard against dimensional demons, and doesn't care much about this kind of thing. It will be placed in Area 13 first, and Area 13 will also help find the talismans to save you the trouble. When you have collected them all, it will be convenient for analysis.
Others store food, I store guns, and other people’s homes are my granaries!
"Hey, come on, don't ignore me like that," Jackie Chan said with a frown on his face.
"The Area 13 base is very safe, don't worry, old friend!" Blake patted Jackie Chan.
"Okay, okay! By the way, remember to take these three criminals away." "Of course!"
The headquarters of the New York City Mafia is a high-rise building located in the city center. It is hard to imagine that a terrorist organization actually opened a company openly in the city center.
Walon was sitting in his seat and tapping the table when the eyes of the dragon statue behind him suddenly emitted a red light.
"Something seems to have happened to your men. It seems they've probably been captured!"
"Holy Lord, I asked them to look for the talisman based on your information. You won't cheat me, will you?" Walon turned around with a frown.
"My Shadow Corps sensed a terrifying magical force nearby. That antique shop is no ordinary place. And not long after, a group of armed men took your three men and my talisman to a strange place. It looked like your old friend, District 13!"
"I'll send Tru over there! And with plenty of gunmen!"
Valon didn't take the magic power that the Holy Lord talked about seriously. What kind of fancy magic is that? Times have changed, sir. However, Valon was very wary of District 13 that the Holy Lord mentioned!
"Tru is indeed very powerful, but he still needs the help of the Shadow Corps," the Panlong statue flashed red light, and countless shadows appeared from nearby, and gradually became one after another shadow ninjas wearing black clothes and with red eyes.
"Tru, go ahead and capture the people in the antique shop first and ask them what happened. Then, make good preparations. We will gather with the Shadow Corps tomorrow afternoon and attack the Area 13 base together with you!"
Valon will not give up his three good men, as they are all people with whom he has a life-and-death relationship, and he must know what exactly happened in the antique shop!
After receiving the order, Tru walked out of the room with the Shadow Legion. Valon was silent in the room for a long time, threw out a word, and then walked out of the room.
"Holy Lord, don't forget my Golden Rooster King treasure!"
"Of course!" The dragon statue behind him looked at Walon's room and said softly.
"Looks like the Black Hand Gang can't help me much in today's world. Looks like I have to find another partner!"
The red eyes of the coiled dragon statue gradually dimmed.
Wilson Building, a black shadow ninja appeared silently on the top floor of the building.
There was only one person on this floor, sitting in a chair and smoking a cigar, Wilson Grant Fisk, a famous philanthropist in New York, USA.
But only a few people know that he has another name, Kingpin! The underworld king of New York, USA, looks very bloated, but in fact more than 90% of his body is muscle, an evil existence with both wisdom and hard work.
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