The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 303 Attacking the Thirteenth District

Jackie Chan and his team acted at the same time, and quickly picked the peppers, not even leaving a single seedling to the owner of the pepper garden.

Then immediately boarded a transport plane and rushed back to San Francisco.

After all, time is running out, so the work of making the antidote can only be done by the hard-working old man on the plane.

"Oops~"

Dad let out a long sigh.

"what happened?"

Jackie Chan and Sheriff Blake asked in unison.

There is no way, the only thing that can be counted on now is the antidote from the old man, if something goes wrong with the antidote, it will be over.

The picked Magic Mountain peppers have all been ground into chili powder.

Put it in a bucket and put it in front of Dad.

"These peppers are not enough at all. At most, a few hundred antidote can be produced. If the dose is diluted a little bit, I can't guarantee the effect of the antidote."

Dad looked ugly.

Sergeant Black and Jackie Chan looked helpless, unable to offer any constructive suggestions.

And the only Toru who knows a little bit of Qi magic has been infected into a man-eating beast.

At the critical moment, Xiaoyu still stood up.

She jumped up to Dad.

Shaking the old man's body, reminded: "As long as there is enough chili powder, right?"

I haven't waited for my father to respond.

Xiaoyu turned to look at Jackie Chan again, and said, "Uncle Long, do you still remember when we went to Tokyo to seal the mountain demon Bogang?"

Jackie Chan stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"You mean the duplication magic?"

"Correct!"

That time, Xiaoyu secretly played with Dad's qi magic material, and used this duplication magic in a daze.

It didn't take long at that time, hundreds of Xiaoyu had already been copied.

Dad blushed.

He roared aggressively: "Dad has already thought about it, you go somewhere else, don't bother Dad."

Sergeant Black also showed joy on his face, he was not afraid of trouble, as long as he could find a solution.

Several people left one after another, waiting for the good news from their father.

Dad cast a Qi magic on the bucket of chili powder.

It's just that the depths of his eyes didn't seem to be much relaxed, and he pretended to be angry just to reassure Jackie Chan and others.

Because this replication magic is more like a split in essence.

It takes time.

After tossing for a long time, from San Francisco to Mexico and then to the Magic Mountain, it is already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Even if it can be copied, there is no guarantee that enough chili powder can be copied in such a short period of time.

At that time, once the cannibals spread out.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Dad shook a tube of emerald green liquid.

"Hopefully I can make it in time."

……

Thirteen Districts.

As a professional spy department.

The base camp is built underground.

The entrance is in an unremarkable alley, disguised as a phone booth.

If Walong hadn't been here once, even Lu Yan, who had read the original book, would have found it difficult to find the thirteenth district.

In the alley, a large number of man-eating beasts suddenly gathered densely.

The man-eaters all looked a little grumpy because of the sunlight.

In the monitoring room of the thirteenth district.

Researcher Kopler is idly watching the monitor screen.

Riots were happening in the city, and Copler didn't have the heart to do research, so he simply watched the surveillance screen to pass the time.

Looking at it, he found that something was wrong.

Why did so many man-eaters gather at the exit of the thirteenth district at once?

Could it be that the man-eaters smelled the living?
It shouldn't be, the thirteenth district is located tens of meters underground, even man-eaters don't have such a keen sense of smell.

Just when Copler was hesitating whether to notify Sergeant Black, he suddenly found that these man-eating beasts spread out.

Varon in a dark green suit stepped out from among the man-eaters with his three henchmen.

It turns out that the culprit of this riot is Walloon!
Copler made such a judgment as a matter of course.

Quickly dial Sheriff Blake and report the discovery.

It's just that what are they doing here?
The call hadn't been dialed yet, and Copler looked at it suspiciously.

In the monitoring screen, Wa Long waved his hand.

The man-eaters obeyed Valon's command, swarmed up and destroyed the phone booth.

Copler was shocked.

It turns out that Walong came to attack the thirteenth district.

Just at this time, Sergeant Black also answered the phone.

Generally speaking, it is not allowed to make phone calls on the plane. The main reason is that the signal of the mobile phone will interfere with the plane.

But if you do get through, it doesn't mean the plane will go out of control.

Even if it is a civil flight, the stewardess will ask the passengers to switch their mobile phones to flight mode. If some passengers are disobedient and insist on secretly playing with their mobile phones, the plane will not directly crash and die.

Of course, this is generally not recommended.

When such a riot happened, even on the plane, Sergeant Blake's phone remained unblocked at all times.

He answered the phone and said in a deep voice, "Kepler, what's the matter?"

"Sheriff Black, the mastermind behind this man-eating riot is Varon!"

Copler's voice came from the phone.

Sergeant Blake's eyes widened suddenly.

"What!? Are you sure?"

"Yes, now Valon is leading the man-eaters to invade the [-]th district. I have activated the first-level defense state. But there are too many man-eaters, maybe it won't last long."

Copler's voice sounded a little trembling because of fear.

Sheriff Blake slammed his fist on the hatch and took a deep breath.

He said loudly: "I think the goal of Wallon and the others should be a spell. Hold on, we'll be right back."

……

In front of the last gate of the thirteenth district.

Crowded with man-eaters.

Wa Long and the others stood behind the man-eating beasts, smoking leisurely.

The thin Zhou shrugged: "These monsters are much easier to use than the Holy Lord's Shadow Corps."

Valon took a puff of cigarette with ease, then exhaled slowly.

"If man-eating beasts are allowed to spread, it won't be long before the whole world will be full of man-eating beasts."

"Mr. Lu Yan's goal should be to rule the world."

Lasu said in a low voice.

It's not like they haven't seen such a plan to rule the world.

The goal of the Holy Lord and those ancient demons has always been to rule the world.

So they didn't think it was a big deal when they chatted.

At this moment, it seemed that the man-eaters were unable to attack for a long time.

Changed strategy.

A giant man-eating beast stepped forward.

The height alone is five meters, and the muscles all over the body look like a mountain of meat.

It's hard to imagine what kind of scene such a Roshan will look like if he runs.

Seeing this man-eating beast, the cigarette in Zhou's hand fell to the ground in fright.

"This... this guy is Tru?!"

(End of this chapter)