An Mixiu found that she was already in a new world. Next to him was a cement-made wall. Looking up, she saw a building that was dozens or hundreds of meters high. The sound of the car horns could be clearly heard!

"This is? Hyundai? I'm back? An Mixiu is very happy at this moment."

"Ding~~~, the regional teleportation is successful, Jackie Chan's adventure, stay time, one hundred years! The host needs to complete the recovery of the eight demons! Recover the Ghost Corps! Two major tasks can leave this world early!

"This is Jackie Chan's Adventures? Damn! Such a dangerous world... It seems that things are serious. With this fucking system, you can publish the task if you release it! If you don't complete the task, you will die in this world!"

At this moment, An Mixiu was wearing ancient white clothes, with long black hair fluttering in the wind. When she suddenly saw it, she thought someone was filming here.

"System, where is the plot developing now?"

"The plot of the host has now developed to the pig talisman! That is, Afu is on stage!" The cold voice of the system sounded in An Mixiu's mind, telling An Mixiu what he wanted to know.

"Interesting! Hahaha! The King of Sluts... Hahaha! It should be an episode where the electric eyes are so powerful! An Mixiu heard the name Ah Fu and thought of a crow taking a plane."

Now An Mixiu is in a small alley. The alley is very quiet. There is no one in front of you, and there are only scattered footsteps behind you. An Mixiu came to her senses and looked into the alley. It turned out to be a dead end, so she was about to turn around and walk back. At this moment, the footsteps behind her also paused. Then, an arm tattooed with a tattoo stretched out from behind and placed it on his shoulder, "Hey, don't go, I have something to talk to you about!"

An Mixiu was stunned and turned to look. She saw that there were two black men standing behind her at some point! The two black men were all muscular, holding a long roll of objects wrapped in newspapers in their hands, with a fierce look on their faces.

"What's the matter with you looking for me?" An Mixiu asked in English while looking at the two of them.

"We brothers are both tight-knitted. Look at your clothes, you should be filming nearby! We brothers want to borrow some money to use for it." One of the black men said gloomy.

An Mixiu looked at this black man, 1.8 meters tall, in his 20s, with dragon and tiger tattoos on his arms, a fierce face, a strong body, and a bully! He should be a street gangster in San Francisco, USA!

An Mixiu looked at him with a sneer, "What! You two want to borrow money from me? An Mixiu touched her pocket. Now she only has the silver from ancient times. Why not hand over the money from you two, and I will spare you all!"

"Damn it, let you pretend to be kind to me again. If you don't give me money today, I will beat you to death!" The black man cursed and smashed his fist into An Mixiu's face. The black man was unhappy when he looked at An Mixiu's ease, elegant and handsome look!

An Mixiu's head was dodging to the left, just avoiding the fist that was hit. She grabbed the black man's arm with one hand, waved and twisted it, and with a click, the black man turned around in the air, fell to the ground hard, and rolled back and forth with his arms in his arms.

An Mixiu smiled and said, "Don't do anything randomly, otherwise I'll hit you with this punch! You may die!"

An Mixiu's smile angered another black man. He cursed, waved his right hand suddenly, and the ruler-long watermelon knife slashed An Mixiu's head. If this knife hits, ordinary people will be seriously injured even if they don't die!

When An Mixiu saw that this man was vicious and had a disagreement, she would see blood. The smile on her face couldn't help but calm down, and she felt anger in her heart, and she decided to teach this black man a lesson.

An Mixiu stepped on her feet and flashed the attack of the black man. At the same time, she exerted force on her hand. Only a crisp sound of "Ka" was heard, and the black man's wrist bone was crushed to him!

He took a step forward, grabbed it casually, and snatched the watermelon knife like lightning, and then moved the world. The watermelon knife more than one foot long was rubbed into a pile of fragments.

When the black man lying on the ground saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out. The watermelon knife was made of steel after all, but it was actually rolled into piles of fragments. Is this guy a human?

An Mixiu suddenly threw away the broken iron pieces on his hand. An Mixiu, who was super talented in light skills, suddenly came to the black man. She slapped him in the face and slapped him with a "bang" and directly slapped his face 90 degrees, almost knocking off his mouth and half of his face immediately became swollen.

"You don't even think about your own weight. Even I dare to rob. I'm so impatient! I don't show my power. Do you really think we Chinese are easy to bully?" An Mixiu twisted his collar, and the man who was more than 100 pounds was like a doll, and was shaking him in a mess.

"Brother!!" Big brother! Dad, big man, I was wrong, I was wrong, seeing that the momentum was wrong, the black man begged.

"It's okay to let you go, but you have to show it a little bit?" An Mixiu sneered."

The black man was stunned and then understood. He quickly touched his body with his hands, took out his wallet and mobile phone, and sent it to An Mixiu. There were a total of 1,000 US dollars (1,000 US dollars = 6,325 RMB)

"Then the two black men supported each other and limped out! They were in a mess."

.............

An Mixiu took the money to the barber shop and took a cut of a buzz cut. She was a must-have hairstyle for a tough guy and bought a set of clothes at the clothing store. An Mixiu was also very noble at the moment. He finally changed his previous costume and put on a pitch-black suit.

Although the underwear is still red bellyband, I don’t care about anything...a shiny black suit, a shiny black tie, a shiny black pointed leather shoes, a pitch-black vest, a shiny bust head, with an awkward and polite smile!

Now the most urgent task is to find the Dad’s Antique Store before talking about it! An Mixiu stopped and asked the middle-aged man passing by in English: "Do you know where the Dad’s Antique Store is?"

The middle-aged man looked at An Mixiu and understood that this was a foreign tourist. He looked Chinese and dressed well. He felt a sense of intimacy arises, and he smiled and said, "Young man, you walk three hundred meters forward and turn left. I know that Daddy's antique shop, and that Daddy has a weird temper and is greedy for money. If you want to buy something, you should compliment him more when talking to him. But if you can take out enough money, forget what I said before, after all, he is very greedy for money."

"Thank you," An Mixiu said goodbye to the middle-aged man, and found the father's antique shop as he said. From the outside, there was no big difference between the store and the animation, but it was more three-dimensional.

"An Mixiu did not push the door open! Instead, he looked at his father's antique shop outside, jumped and jumped onto the roof easily. There was a ceiling above the roof. An Mixiu was lying on it and just saw the interior of the antique shop. The store was not big, but it was not small, and the overall plan was very layered. An old man was sitting in the store. He was wearing a yellow jacket and a white short-sleeved inside. He was obviously old, but his hair was not pale, but a silver color with vitality still vigorous.

(A chapter a day, update after the New Year... I understand it, spend more time with my family during the New Year)
Chapter completed!