The Adventures of Jackie Chan: I Have a Villain System

"Sir, it's thirty dollars." A yellow taxi stopped outside Papa's antique shop.

"You don't need to look for it anymore." Qin Tian threw 100 yuan to the driver with great wealth.

Get out of the car.

Just as Qin Tian was about to open the door of the antique shop, Lao Die and Jackie Chan also opened the door at the same time. The three of them looked at each other, and they were all startled.

"Oh, isn't this Xiaotian! It's been a long time." The old man still remembered this little brother, who actively lost the money for the chair last time.

"Xiao Tian, ​​you're late, we have something to go out, the shop is closed now." Jackie Chan mistakenly thought that Qin Tian was here to buy antiques.

something?Could it be to find the rat charm?
Qin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and greeted him twice politely, "Hello, Dad, and Jackie Chan." Then he said, "I'm not here to buy antiques, I'm here to ask you a question."

"whats the matter?"

"Do you know where the Bicester Auction is? I heard from my friends that this auction will sell some Chinese antiques. I plan to buy some collections."

Qin Tian knew that Jackie Chan must know the specific location of the auction, so he happened to go with him.

"Xiaotian, you are so lucky, my father and I are going to take a taxi to the Bicester auction."

"Oh! Really, can you take me with you?" Qin Tian pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

"No problem! Let's go together." After Jackie Chan finished speaking, he went to the street to hail a car.

The old man and Qin Tian were left alone.

At this time, Qin Tian noticed that there was a handbag on the right side of his father, and a fish tail was exposed on the bag, so he asked, "Dad, why did you bring a fish to the auction?"

"This is not a fish!" Dad emphasized again, took out the blowfish magic gun from his handbag, and showed it off in front of Qin Tian, ​​"This is a magic gun!"

"Magic gun? Impossible! There is no magic in this world, and I'm not a three-year-old child. This is a dried puffer fish." Qin Tian retorted vigorously, wanting to provoke his father first.

The old man's face changed. Some people don't believe in the magic that he has worked so hard to research, so let him demonstrate it.

"Xiaotian, take care, I'll show you a magic trick."

The old man took out a small green bottle from the side pocket of his vest, Qin Tian looked at the bottle suspiciously and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a magic potion. As long as you pour the potion on the puffer fish, the puffer fish will turn into a magic gun." The old man skillfully unscrewed the bottle cap and poured drops of the potion on the puffer fish's head. It's just a demonstration, so many potions are not needed.

After the surface of the puffer fish touches the potion, a layer of green glowing substance is attached.

Dad adjusted the mouth of the puffer fish to a pigeon in the sky, pinched the tail of the puffer fish, and a green beam of light precisely hit the pigeon flying in the sky.

"pat..."

The pigeon fell to the ground, Qin Tian stepped forward to pick up the pigeon and returned to his father.

The pigeon died completely, the feathers at the wound were all scorched, and a blood-red red mark was exposed outside.

This magic gun is too powerful. Although it is not as good as a thermal weapon, this magic gun seems to have added damage to people with evil power. Qin Tian touched the pigeon's wound, and his own fingers felt a little tingling, because the pigeon's wound The residual magical energy burned his fingers.

Qin Tian threw the pigeon into the trash can next to it. Fortunately, JC was not nearby, otherwise he would definitely be fined for the bird hunting behavior just now.

Dad also has a big heart, playing with magic guns in public.

"Daddy, Xiaotian, get in the car."

Sitting in a taxi, Jackie Chan lifted half of his body out of the co-pilot's window, and beckoned the two to get into the car.

"Xiaotian, now you know how powerful my magic gun is!" Dad stuffed the puffer fish back into his handbag and continued to show off.

"Well, great, great."

Qin Tian praised again and again, but he had a solution in his heart. The most powerful thing was not the puffer fish, but the magic potion in his father's arms.

As long as there is no magic potion, the puffer fish is just a fish.

The three got into a taxi and headed for the auction.

Along the way, Jackie Chan also told Qin Tian some recent events, such as people from the Mafia who robbed cultural relics and so on, and asked Qin Tian to pay more attention to safety and save his life in case of danger.

Qin Tian was so ashamed that if Jackie Chan knew that he was the leader of the mafia, he would still go up to heaven without anger.

After half an hour.

The three arrived at the gate of the Bicester auction.

A modern building appeared in front of my eyes. The exterior of the entire building was made of glass, and there were two mighty and majestic security guards standing outside the door.

Various luxury cars drove past Qin Tian one after another, and those who could come to the auction were either rich or expensive.

Jackie Chan took out an invitation letter and gave it to the security guard at the door.

The security guard casually opened the invitation letter, glanced at it, and handed it back.

He took out a metal scanner and scanned everyone's bodies, and found that they were not carrying knives or guns, and they were quickly released.

Jackie Chan found three middle and front seats, and the three of them sat side by side, waiting for the start of the auction.

When the auction started with less than 1 minute left, Jackie Chan began to fidget, looking left and right as if looking for someone.

Qin Tian asked curiously: "Brother Jackie Chan, what are you doing?"

"I'm paying attention to whether there are mafia people coming to grab things!"

"Uh..." Qin Tian was speechless, why did Jackie Chan become a frightened bird?
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit was walking by the table on the auction stage, holding a small gavel in his hand.

"Ahem, everyone be quiet, the auction will start now."

"The first lot: a piece of Ming Yongle blue and white porcelain from Huaxia Kingdom."

A beautiful woman came up with a porcelain bottle on a tray and placed it firmly on the table.

This is a very beautiful piece of porcelain, with green vines painted on the neck of the bottle, branches and leaves painted all over the bottle body, and a blooming chrysanthemum in the center.

"One hundred thousand!" An old foreigner shouted holding up a sign without even looking at it.

Soon someone continued to increase the price.

"50 million!"

"51 million!"

"60 million!"

In less than half a minute, Ming Yongle Blue and White Porcelain was instantly photographed to 100 million.

The person who shouted 100 million was a businessman from China. His purpose was very simple, that is, to buy this vase and return it to his own country, so that the cultural relics living overseas could go home.

"Has anyone raised the price yet?"

"I counted, 10,9,8, [-], [-]." The host yelled the countdown in a leisurely manner, wanting to see if anyone had raised the price.

"I'll offer one million and one million!" The old foreigner raised the price again. He knew that the Chinese people would definitely continue to increase the price. He just wanted to play with those Chinese people.

"One million and twenty thousand."

Just as the old foreigner expected, the Chinese businessman added another [-] yuan, and he was bound to get this piece of porcelain.

"One million and thirty thousand!"

The old foreigner continued to increase the price, and looked at the Huaxia businessman with a smirk on his face, the wrinkles on his face were disgusting.

"One million and forty thousand!"

"One million and fifty thousand!"

The two of them kept adding up ten thousand and ten thousand.

The other people in the auction didn't raise their bids any more, but were watching the excitement, knowing that the two were on the hook.

"Damn it! This foreign devil is bullying people like this!" Qin Tian cursed secretly.

He really couldn't stand it anymore, anyway, he is also a Chinese, and he would be sorry for his identity if he didn't do something!

Those who dare to offend China will be punished even if they are far away!