On the Foundation’s Containment Measures in American Comics

The Holy Lord controlled Valon's body and stood in the center of the cave.

The red color of the eyes gradually brightened, and the bright blood red covered the entire cave.

A faint red color leaked from the hole.

Suddenly there were several cracking sounds in the air.

But the Holy Lord didn't pay attention. After all, this was the border where several planes flew over every time. He was used to it.

But this time is different.

A cannonball landed instantly on the edge of the cave.

Suddenly the earth shook and the mountains shook, and a stream of flames rushed into the depths of the cave along the entrance.

Under the shocked gaze of the Holy Lord, all the hair on his body was instantly burned.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

For a moment the flames dissipated.

A bald black man appeared in the center of the cave, perfectly hidden in the darkness of the cave. Only the faint red light from his eyes proved that something existed here.

What's going on? Where did the flames come from?

"I want to see who is trying to kill me!"

The Holy Lord walked out of the cave full of anger and was just about to roar.

Hearing something strange in the air, he looked up in confusion.

I saw countless light spots flying toward the cluster, dragging white smoke.

"This is... a missile!"

The Holy Lord was stunned, and his expression immediately changed.

Although I have always looked down on thermal weapons, it is undeniable that they do have some lethality, especially now that they are not the main body and cannot be resisted by the physical body alone.

He hurriedly ran into the cave, muttering incomprehensible words.

Along with the Holy Lord's words, the lines carved in the cave continued to flow with red light.

A black aura rose from the ground and spread throughout the cave.

"boom!"

Several shells were fired near the cave.

A stone carved with a formation in the cave fell.

The powerful force of the cannonballs shattered the rocks around the cave, revealing a hint of darkness.

There is no material in the entire cave to reflect light, and it is like a black hole swallowing up all reflected light.

In the dark cave, you can vaguely see countless blood-red eyes inside.

The formation is complete!

The cave becomes an independent space, and no object can affect its internal operation.

The corners of the Holy Lord's mouth raised slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Shadow Corps! Attack!"

Countless pairs of red eyes passed by the Holy Lord and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.

But something strange happened, and the smile on the Holy Master's face gradually disappeared.

The space at the entrance of the hole is like a broken mirror. Such a large hole allows only one shadow soldier to pass through at a time. The rest are tightly pulled by the space. Anyone who wants to forcefully break in will be instantly torn into pieces by the space.

Countless shadow soldiers could only line up at the entrance of the cave.

"how is this possible!"

The Holy Master quickly walked to the entrance of the cave and reached out to touch the mirror.

Immediately, blood spattered, and his hands suffered severe pain like needle pricks. When he took his hands back, they were already bloody.

The Holy Lord seemed to understand something, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Ancient One!"

Without fear of the pain in his hands, he pulled away a shadow soldier who was lining up and walked out of the cave first.

I saw that the outside of the cave entrance had been bombarded with holes.

Five shadow soldiers of different shapes stood blankly outside the cave entrance, waiting for the Holy Lord's next instructions.

Although there are no eyebrows now, the Holy Master still can't help but frown: "Why are there so few!"

Just when the Holy Lord was confused, a cannonball exploded in the center of the five shadow soldiers.

"boom!"

After the flames receded, only two strong shadow soldiers remained, but their limbs were already mutilated.

The Holy Master looked at the two disabled shadow soldiers with some disgust.

"waste!"

Suddenly his body trembled, his eyes glowed red, and he stared at a corner in the distance.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Jackie Chan!"

On the hillside in the distance, Jackie Chan put down the telescope in his hand and turned to Cheng Wudao: "Dad! I just saw a bald black man with red eyes. I wonder if he is the Holy Lord?"

"Bald head! Black man!" Dad was stunned for a moment and pushed up his glasses: "It should be the Holy Lord, it can't be wrong!"

"The Holy Lord seems to have discovered us!"

A somewhat childish voice came.

Jackie Chan nodded subconsciously and quickly reacted.

There are only two people here, where is the third voice?

When he turned around to look, he was almost too frightened to stand still.

A huge roar echoed through the sky.

"Jade!" ╬◣д◢ "Why are you here? When did you come here? Who brought you here?"

"Yes! Jade, this is not a place where you can run around at will!"

Faced with Jackie Chan's repeated questions, Yu waved her hand casually: "Uncle Long, don't be so surprised! I am also a member of the foundation, of course I have permission!"

"I remember your identity card was not activated!" Dad asked doubtfully.

Jade smiled awkwardly, reached out and took out something and handed it to Chengwu, saying with a hint of flattery: "Dad, your edamame sandwich!"

Cheng Wu took it casually and tasted it leisurely: "Not bad, Jackie Chan! Look at Yu, you know how to bring something for daddy, how about you!"

Jackie Chan danced around and gestured: "This is not the point! Jade is still here!"

"Then keep an eye on her and don't let her run around!"

Jackie Chan was stunned for a moment, like a deflated rubber ball, and said weakly: "Okay! Yu, follow me closely, don't run around!"

"Okay! Don't worry, Uncle Long!" vv

"Alas!" Jackie Chan sighed depressedly. There's another laggard! It's definitely up to no good!

"Uncle Long, maybe you should look around first and then think about other things!" Yu said.

Jackie Chan was shocked to find two shadow soldiers with mutilated bodies quietly touching the area.

The two half-human, half-crab figures were missing arms and legs. They were obviously old, weak, sick and disabled, and they were really a bit reluctant to do anything.

"Uncle Long, come on!"

Jackie Chan smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself: He is a child after all!

"Jade, step back!"

"Ok!"

Jackie Chan stretched his body and moved his fists and feet.

He moved and punched the shadow soldier in the chest.

moment!

Jackie Chan's face turned red and he retracted his arms tremblingly.

Jade was a little confused, tilted her head and asked with a cute look: "Uncle Long?" w

"....Jade...I'm...nothing...just stand back!" Jackie Chan said tremblingly, resisting the pain in his palms.

"Oh!"

The shadow soldier was punched by Jackie Chan but nothing happened, and he looked at Jackie Chan with a slight mockery.

"That's it!"

He swung his only crab claw at Jackie Chan.

With a flash of cold light, Jackie Chan's waistband instantly broke into two pieces.

The pants come off naturally.

Jackie Chan couldn't help but gasp. If he hadn't had time to dodge, the happiness in his lower body might have been gone.

"Uncle Long is perverted!"

Jackie Chan smiled awkwardly and immediately lifted up his pants.

He dodged the crab claws that swung at him again and kicked the shadow soldier on the head.