Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens

"Director, please give me the charm. The mafia will definitely try their best to steal it!"

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Cheng, but all the collections in the museum have been purchased privately, and now all the products in the museum belong to the big boss."

The curator's whole body was filled with happiness and a warm smile. It was obvious that he had been severely corrupted by money. He answered in a gentle tone.

Jackie Chan was dumbfounded, "You mean to buy the museum's collection, and all of it?"

The curator nodded: "It's legal and reasonable, and all the procedures are fine."

As public institutions, museums are usually established for education, research and cultural heritage. They are not like commodities that can be bought and sold. Although collections can be bought and sold, this involves complex legal, ethical and international issues.

Now, someone actually bought everything in a museum, not to mention the valuable collections. Unsurprisingly, there were problems with the procedures, but that person boldly used money to overcome all obstacles.

How rich this must be!

"Wow, that's a big deal. It means we can't obtain the spell through legal means."

Xiaoyu next to him was amazed after hearing this. He stared at the snake charm in the display cabinet, his big eyes rolled, and the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he had already resorted to illegal means.

"But the Mafia..."

"We are equipped with the most advanced security here, and we can completely guarantee the safety of the Pink Lion Diamond."

I'm talking about the snake charm, not the pink lion diamond!

Jackie Chan's mouth twitched as he was pushed away by the curator, while Xiaoyu next to him comforted him thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, Uncle Long. The mafia hasn't come out to cause trouble a few times in a row. Maybe they have changed their ways."

"Do you think it's possible? Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu took one last look at the snake charm enveloped by the laser and shrugged: "There has to be a reason. They haven't been arrested. They can't all be on vacation, right?"

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"Great Master, did you give Valon and the others a holiday for too long?"

In the luxurious and luxurious building, all kinds of luxurious furniture are placed in the spacious and bright hall. In the hall decorated with jewels, the statue of the Holy Lord, who is stepped on by Lu Xie, tactfully admonishes.

This damn brat!

Forget about taking over from him, let’s go look for the talisman!

You let your employees spend all day living, drinking, eating and drinking, are you doing this for charity? !

The point is to still spend his money!

"Pay attention to the way you speak. My employees are taking a break. Why are you so anxious?"

Lu Xie's feet exerted force slightly, and the statue of the Holy Lord made a creaking sound, and fine cracks began to spread, making the Holy Lord immediately give in.

"No, no, no, great master, you misunderstood me! I just hope those idiots can dedicate the charm to you as soon as possible!"

The Holy Lord gave in and cursed in his heart.

The inherently evil kid will really kill him at the slightest disagreement, and he has absolutely no way to resist at the moment.

Lu Xie snorted, "You'd better be."

"Walong and the others have applied for annual leave. It doesn't hurt to take half a month off. If you want your employees to work hard for you, you have to give them enough benefits. If you don't even know how to employ people, no wonder you will be betrayed by your subjects."

After Lu Xie became the leader of the mafia, he paid off the foreign debt owed by Wa Long in one lump sum, and announced that the future work system would be nine to five, with a two-hour lunch break, double breaks, a full set of subsidies, and a tenfold increase in salary.

Of course, all the above expenses are paid by the Holy Lord.

Everyone's loyalty levels were immediately stretched to the limit, and the trio burst into tears. Trudu knelt down on one knee and swore loyalty.

The Holy Master's eyes flashed red, "But Master, we are the mafia."

How can any mafia be so kind to their subordinates?

"The Mafia is not the same as a black-hearted enterprise."

Lu Xie kicked the Holy Lord indifferently and leaned back into the soft sofa, "I think these people below are all talented people and they speak well. It doesn't matter if you give them more money, but their vacation should really be over. ”

He glanced at the Holy Master impatiently, "It's you, where are the things I asked you to bring?" "On the way, please wait a moment."

"Still on the way? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

There was a dangerous light in Lu Xie's eyes, and the Holy Master, who felt particularly bad, quickly summoned the Black Shadow Corps to take out what he had prepared - a mask.

With its bright red color, terrifying features and canine-like fangs, this is a ghost mask reminiscent of Halloween.

"I'll crush you next time."

Lu Xie took the mask and weighed it in his hands, feeling the evil magic in it.

In the distant past, the commander of the Shadow Corps, Tara, and his nine ghost generals led the Shadow Corps to rule the entire Japan. They attempted to spread outward and plunge the world into ultimate darkness.

As a result, he was defeated by the righteous warriors who suddenly appeared, and ten masks were made to seal Tara and his nine ghost generals. These masks also gained the ability to summon the corresponding types of shadow corps.

This mask is the reason why the Holy Lord can summon the Black Shadow Corps. He will regularly absorb and replenish the magic power on this mask.

If you just put on the mask, your body and mind will be slowly eroded by the corresponding ghost general, and you will eventually become loyal to Tara, but if you just absorb the magic power on it, it won't have much impact.

Lu Xie closed his eyes and responded to the magic power of the mask.

A few seconds later, the shadow troops around the Holy Lord turned their bodies to Lu Xie at the same time. They knelt on one knee and lowered their heads in unison to show their loyalty.

"Not bad."

Lu Xie nodded slightly and ordered the shadow troops.

"Take me to the Shadow Kingdom."

Four ninja soldiers stepped forward and took Lu Xie's body at the same time, then turned into a group of wriggling shadows and sank into the shadows with him, heading to the Shadow Kingdom.

After a period of earth-shaking weightlessness, Lu Xie came to this secret country without sky and land.

Surrounded by black and red rolling clouds, the evil power was overwhelming, and if it was an ordinary person, he would probably die in a moment.

Lu Xie looked at this place with a somewhat regretful expression.

Compared to the hell that sealed the eight demons and the gods' residence where the eight immortals lived, this new dimensional space is not strong, and the evil power is very rich, which fits the original body very well. If the original body is there, it can be eaten directly.

In the void, purple-skinned snake-like demons seemed to smell the scent of a stranger and came out one after another, looking at Lu Xie with greedy eyes.

Being looked at by these lowly and greedy demons, Lu Xie frowned, and the blazing flames brewed in his palms. The demons who smelled the danger wanted to run away immediately, but it was too late.

Boom——

The raging flames raged in the Black Shadow Kingdom. The area near Lu Xie was completely destroyed by the dragon's breath. The scorching heat burned the low-level demons black.

After showing their strength, the eyes observing in the dark disappeared immediately.

Demons are the most bullying and fearful of the strong. They dare not touch the powerful enemies. It doesn't matter if they bow their heads to survive, just like the Holy Lord.

Ignoring the hidden demons, Lu Xie followed the pull of the mask in his hand, passed through tunnels, and finally stopped in front of a red mask.

This is Tara's mask. In theory, the other nine masks are ruled by this mask, similar to the relationship between the One Ring and the other nine rings in The Lord of the Rings.

Just as Lu Xie was about to pick up the mask, an old voice stopped him.

"Wait, young man, this is mine."

A red mask-like spirit that looked exactly like the mask appeared in front of Lu Xie, with a bad look in his eyes. He was the owner of the mask, the spirit of Tara, the commander of the Black Shadow Corps.