Her face was ugly, but her hair was tied into a thick braid. Her limbs were short and fat. She opened her blood-red mouth, dripping foul-smelling saliva. Looking at the Holy Lord standing on the ground like an ant, she said happily, "Holy Lord, you have not disappointed me! I have finally returned to this world!"
Shendu, controlling Valon's body, laughed, seemingly congratulating the return of the Mountain Demon Pogon, and continued, "Then let's release the other brothers and sisters. The days when the eight great demons rule the earth will come again!"
Bo Gang nodded in agreement. After all, the long years of sealing had greatly reduced her strength. Moreover, half of her power was sealed in a pair of chopsticks, so she now had less than one-tenth of her original strength.
Bo Gang's gaze swept across the entire shrine, and he saw a drum. He remembered the drum that had caused him to be sealed away, and a feeling of disgust suddenly arose in his heart. With a light wave of his short, thick arm, a huge stone spike surged from the ground and pierced through the drum.
"Your end is nigh!"
Countless voices overlapped and issued a declaration. Countless lightly dressed Jade girls ran out from all directions and surrounded Pogan and Valmont. At this moment, Jackie Chan and his father Tru also arrived. Looking at the huge mountain of flesh, their expressions became solemn.
"What should we do?!"
The old man grumbled a few words of annoyance, then began preparing the reagents. Without turning his head, he said to the massive Tru beside him, "Quickly, get the drum out!"
Tru paused for a moment, then replied in confusion, "Didn't you bring it yourself, Dad?"
"Oh dear! How could you be so stupid? If Ah Le were here, we'd be doomed!" The old man angrily threw away the octopus tentacles in his hand and began to grumble incessantly.
Jackie Chan looked at the enormous, ferocious-looking mountain demon, Pogang, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. But remembering that his father was by his side, he calmed down and asked his father, who was still complaining, "Dad, what happened?"
"Tru didn't bring the drum we used to seal Pogan. We're doomed now, how are we going to seal her!" The old man threw down the things in his hands dejectedly. He had just looked around and couldn't find any drums to hit. There was only a broken drum that had been completely smashed and couldn't make any sound. It was of no use at all.
Upon hearing his father's words, Jackie Chan's sense of foreboding grew stronger. He immediately turned to the sea of people surrounding Jade and shouted, "Jade, run!"
"Uncle Long, what did you say!" A group of Xiaoyu asked in unison, their voices amplified as they were combined.
A huge shadow slowly enveloped them, and hundreds of little jades raised their heads together. A giant hand came up to their heads and slammed down.
Snap!
Brown smoke billowed, and large amounts of blood splattered on the ground, instantly turning the shrine blood red.
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Chapter 183: A Fu, a tough guy with lots of sassy talk.
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Under the cover of night, Bo Gang's enormous hand slammed down, and in his hasty escape, it still covered dozens of Kotama, like swatting mosquitoes, splattering blood everywhere and staining the originally bluestone shrine floor blood red.
"Xiaoyu!"
Jackie Chan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared at the dozens of dead Jade girls and charged forward. Using the momentum, he leaped a few steps and landed on top of Bo Gang's head, punching her hard in the head.
Click!
Like hitting a rock, Jackie Chan's fist made a muffled thud, and a huge pain surged from his fist to his brain, but his raging anger did not make him back down at all. He climbed on top of Bo Gang's head and punched him repeatedly.
Knock knock knock knock!
Although the dragon's attacks were nothing to Bo Gang's rocky body, Cheng Long was now like a mosquito buzzing around him, which made Bo Gang irritable. He kept slapping his body with both hands, trying to kill Cheng Long, but Cheng Long easily dodged them and continued to jump and hit Bo Gang on the back.
The human and the demon became entangled in this way!
Excitement and bloodlust shone in the crimson eyes of the Holy Lord as he watched Jackie Chan, who had always been an obstacle to him, die in anger, and felt extremely pleased.
"Jackie Chan, you've finally met your match!"
After saying that, the Holy Lord looked at his father and Tru, who were still thinking of a countermeasure. Naturally, he wouldn't wait for them to deal with him. He waved his hand, and the four people behind him rushed forward.
Seeing that their boss had spoken, Lasu, Zhou, and Afen, remembering that they still needed their wages to be paid by the boss, had no choice but to rush forward and surround their father and Tru.
Tru looked at the three mafia members who surrounded him. They shielded the old man behind them, and Tru suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Rasu, and swung him like a stick, knocking the other two away. Then he threw Rasu out as well.
"Flying Fist!"
Wearing a blue vest, with red hair and a long goatee, Black Tiger Afu landed an uppercut on Tru's jaw, knocking him back several steps. Before Tru could regain his footing, Afu continued his attack with a cold smile.
"Mule kick"
"Crab paw"
"cobra"
"Ducks climbing high"
"Elephant kick"
Bang!
After Afu unleashed a series of attacks, Tru's massive body crashed to the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
Afu rubbed his fist, looked at the shield-like Tru and curled his lip. Although he had successfully knocked him down, Tru's skin was really too thick. His fist was still aching after the beating.
Afu's crimson beard swayed with his movements. Looking at his father, who was all alone, Afu sneered, "Old man, if you surrender now, I might consider not hitting you!"
"Hey, how dare you look down on your old man? Do you want me to teach you to respect your elders and care for the young? You're just a bunch of scoundrels!"
The old man was so angry that he glared and retorted sarcastically without any restraint.
"The eagle pounces on the shadow!"
Afu roared and pounced forward, his fist turning into a claw, his index finger knuckles bending, and his long, sharp nails clawing at his father's head.
Although the old man was old, his agility was only slightly less than that of a young man. After all, he was the one who taught Jackie Chan martial arts. He turned his body to the side, dodged Black Tiger Afu's attack, and suddenly struck him in the left abdomen with his elbow, knocking him back.