The people in the collapsing iron gave the immortal ship a small shock from the Holy Lord.

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Although they had only spent a short time together, her intuition told her that Bai Zhi was not the villainous demon Saint Master she had imagined, but a good friend with whom she could get along.

After all, how could the real Holy Lord possibly give money and chat with her like this?

Although they are not human, they must share the same name!

Amidst this tense scene, an arrogant voice rang out from outside, "Old man, and Jackie Chan, hand over your talismans!"

291 It must be that old bastard Lord's daughter!!

"They're from Valon!!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice outside, Jackie Chan and the others in his father's antique shop realized what was happening.

They quickly assumed defensive stances.

The next moment, the door was smashed down with a punch.

The tall, red-clad man easily stepped into Old Man's antique shop and quickly spotted the talisman on Old Man's table.

"Old man, hand over the talisman, or you'll get a beating today!"

Afu beckoned to the crowd, and then Gan Wencui... no, they're still normal now, they should be called Afen, Lasu, and Zhou San also filed in, holding guns and pointing them at the group.

"Hey, after our previous failures, we've figured out one thing: times have changed. Why should we bother with hand-to-hand combat? With just this one gun, we can handle this, can't we?"

Ah Fen brandished the gun in his hand, his tone high-spirited; he was very happy now.

He felt that he must have been out of his mind before. He thought that since he and his gang were the mafia, they should have been ruthless and unscrupulous, but instead they had acted like they had lost their intelligence and were foolishly engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

Poisoning, assassination, kidnapping—these are the Mafia's old tricks.

Faced with one offensive after another, could this little antique shop possibly turn the tables?

"Old man, put down that pufferfish, or I'm not sure if the bullet will hit this little girl or Jackie Chan."

Seeing his father holding the dog talisman in his hand and sneaking towards the pufferfish, Ah Fen immediately pointed his submachine gun at Xiao Yu and Jackie Chan.

Ah Fu stood in front, preventing anyone from trying to seize the gun through hand-to-hand combat.

This display of force made Jackie Chan and the others at his antique shop feel uneasy. Normally, even if someone came to steal the talismans, they would easily handle it.

But now, these opponents, who were originally somewhat foolish, have suddenly become smart.

The gleaming firearms in this small shop were so deadly that anyone with even a slight knowledge of firearms would have no doubt that they could kill.

Although Dad has a dog charm, you can't use that on a dead person.

If you get headshot, you're dead!

"Calm down, calm down. You want the talismans, right? We can give them to you."

Jackie Chan quickly and cautiously waved his hand, then moved little by little.

"Don't move, Jackie Chan! You want to fight us with furniture again? Put your hands up now and don't move, or I'll shoot!"

Ah Fen shouted fiercely.

"Do you need help?"

Bai Zhi asked Jackie Chan and her father.

"Ok?"

Bai Zhi suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of the group.

A hint of wariness flashed in Zhou's eyes, and he immediately pointed his gun at Bai Zhi.

"Kid, raise your hand!"

He still remembered how they had been tormented by Xiaoyu during this period, which completely changed their preconceived notions about children.

Now, he will not look down on anyone who seems weak.

"Okay, this service is free~"

Looking at Zhou pointing a gun at her, Bai Zhi shook her head helplessly, then snapped her fingers.

To everyone's astonishment, Zhou instantly transformed into a terrified little mouse squealing on the ground.

Seeing that something was wrong, Afu immediately shouted "Black Tiger Claws Out the Heart" and pounced on Baizhi.

But before he could even land, he turned into another little mouse, squeaking on the ground.

"This is... the power of the Monkey Talisman, but isn't that talisman in our possession?"

Afen exclaimed in surprise, looking at Baizhi with an incredulous expression.

He remembers it very clearly.

Originally, Rasu had suggested bringing out talismans to increase the chances of success on this mission.

But he firmly opposed it.

Because he realized that in previous battles, as long as he carried talismans, he would be taken away by Jackie Chan's side without a doubt.

Therefore, in order to prevent the existing talismans from being taken away, this time they only carried firearms and ammunition, as well as Afu, an expert in preventing the enemy from engaging in close combat.

Everything went as smoothly as he had anticipated. They only needed to use guns to intimidate these people into not daring to move, which was even more successful than using talismans before.

But now this child in front of me is actually using the power of talismans to turn his companions into rats.

This made him start to question the meaning of life.

But looking closely at the girl in front of me, those dragon horns, those eyes...

This led him to a bold guess: Could this be the daughter of that damned Holy Lord?!

Judging from the way that old dragon usually doesn't keep his word, he must treat his daughter very badly too. He probably broke his promises and angered his daughter, who then chose to oppose her father.

Once this thought came to mind, Ah Fen felt that everything made sense. This wasn't his daughter, so how could she possibly have the same abilities as the Holy Lord, and they even looked so closely related?

Yes, that's right, that's exactly it, Holy Lord, you old fool, it's all your fault.

He can't even manage his own daughter.

They're always cursing and swearing at us, all they do is make empty promises!

"If you still want to fight, I'm happy to oblige."

Although she didn't know what A-Fen was thinking, Bai Zhi felt that his gaze was very rude and made her very uncomfortable.

"Of course, we won't fight anymore. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is our virtue. Little sister, for your sake, we are willing to give up."

Ah Fen put down his gun and said in a gentle voice.

The opponent has the power of talismans, so there's probably no chance for us to win.

If you force it, you might end up crashing and getting beaten up.

"what?"

Bai Zhi was somewhat surprised, as she remembered that the other party wasn't like this in the original work.

Normally, shouldn't you be pushing forward even if you can't win? Why are you acting like a completely different person now, so rational?

This is unscientific.

"Can you undo their transformations? We need to evacuate immediately."

By lifting up Zhou and Afu by their rat tails, Afen spoke very respectfully to Baizhi.

".....Can"

Bai Zhi was a little confused by the other party's attitude, but since the other party had already acted this way, she didn't mind canceling the effect.

"Let's withdraw!"

After Zhou returned to his original form, Afen immediately led his men to run towards the door.

At the same time, in the instant he turned around, he reached into his inner pocket and pressed a small button.

After a slight clicking sound, a smile appeared on his face.

Fortunately, I brought a miniature camera with me on this trip, thinking about how hard this battle had been to prove how tough it was for me.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take a picture of the other person's appearance.

Without this photo, how could that cunning Holy Lord have admitted to his failure to properly discipline his descendants?

"As expected of me, genius Afen!"

292 The Shadow of Capital

"You...thank you!"

After Afen and the others withdrew, everyone finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Being pointed at by so many guns was no small feat.

A moment's carelessness could result in death or injury.

After hesitating for a moment, Jackie Chan still said the same thing to Bai Zhi.

"No need to thank me. If you really want to thank me, just give me that talisman."

Bai Zhi said it directly.

"No, any way you want to express your gratitude is fine, but I absolutely cannot give you a talisman!"

The old man immediately gripped the dog talisman tightly in his hand. Although Bai Zhi had just saved them, no matter what, Bai Zhi was not human and her attitude towards humanity was ambiguous.

No one can say for sure whether what happened just now was genuine kindness or an act to obtain the talisman.

What if he gets the talisman and then decides to rule the world?

Bai Zhi shrugged. "Whatever."

She wasn't in a hurry anyway; this was just the beginning, and she had plenty of time to acquire these talismans.

Just as the atmosphere in the store was somewhat silent, a series of footsteps broke the awkward silence.

A group of well-dressed and capable-looking people appeared here.

Upon seeing Bai Zhi, these people immediately bowed slightly and shouted in unison, "Lady Bai Zhi, the company's media team is reporting to you!"

"This scene really gives off a feeling of the Dragon King returning."

Bai Zhi looked the media team up and down. There were only 10 people in the team, and each person was worth as much as 1000 million credits, which was very expensive.

The system then popped up an interface to introduce the squad.

【Shadow of Capital - Media Squad, a replica of the elite media squad of the Interstellar Peace Corporation created by the Shadow Force. They are not strong in combat, but they are unparalleled in media propaganda.】

"Shadow Power..."

Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow. If her comprehension was correct, this media team was actually, in essence, the Shadow Legion.

However, compared to the original Shadow Legion, this Capital Shadow created by the system is far more appealing.

The original Shadow Legion didn't look like good guys at all, while the Shadow of Capital, on the other hand, looked impeccably dressed and gave the impression of being elites.

Besides Bai Zhi, the others also saw this team. Compared to the comedic trio, this team looked much better.

"Don't be surprised, they are all my subordinates. Dad, do you want your antique shop to prosper? My subordinates are quite clever, perhaps they can help you."

"Ok?"

What Bai Zhi said left her father somewhat bewildered.

"Although my father hopes his shop will become successful, your help is unnecessary."

Bai Zhi shook her head. "There's no need to be so nervous. I am indeed a Holy Lord. If I could, I wouldn't mind ruling the world, but I certainly wouldn't use such brutal methods as that one."

"You were up to no good."

Upon hearing Bai Zhi express her desire to rule the world, Jackie Chan and his father became wary.

They've revealed their intentions so quickly, and with so many more people joining them, it's likely going to be another fierce battle.

Xiaoyu opened her mouth, but she didn't feel any desire for violence from Bai Zhi. Instead, she felt as if Bai Zhi was quietly stating a fact.

"What are you all thinking? What era are we living in? How can anyone be fighting and killing each other? We are all civilized people. Besides, this is America, where capital is everything, isn't it?"