"True~True~ Why haven't Jackie Chan been back yet?"

Dad looked at the screen in front of him, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and shouted.

"Master, Jackie Chan said he would take a few more days to come back. He is now conducting archaeological research in the Middle East. I heard that a huge ancient tomb was discovered there."

True trotted to his father with a little nervousness and spoke. This was the first time he heard Jackie Chan being so excited. It seemed that the archaeological operation there must have made a big discovery.

"How many days later?" The father frowned, "Why do you want him to come back when things are over? True, give me the phone."

"Yes, master." True handed the phone to his father and dialed Jackie Chan's cell phone but no one got it.

"Dingdong~Welcome~"

Just when my father was a little angry, Lin Zhengying walked in quickly from the door with a tall and thin man.

"Dad, let's talk about something with you." Lin Zhengying said straight to the point.

"Well, True, you go and do it first, don't forget to call Jackie Chan~" Dad said.

"Dad!" Lin Zhengying blinked at his father and gave a wink.

Dad paused, "Tru~Don't call first, prepare the ingredients pack, and prepare a cup of strong tea for me~"

“Yes, Master.”

In the library room of Daddy's Antiques Store, three of them took their seats one by one.

"Dad, let me introduce you first. This is Zeng, the master of Kama Taj Hong Kong Temple." Lin Zhengying said, pointing to the person behind.

"Hello..." Zeng? was a little speechless. The little old man in front of him could not be named Dad. Forget it, it was already this time, "Dad."

"You can call me whatever you want, the name is just a code name, what happened." Dad asked, waved his hand.

“That’s it…”

"I'll say it." Lin Zhengying interrupted. Zeng's language organization ability was really not up to standard. It took him half an hour to find him to explain things clearly. How could he have so much time now?

In the next five minutes, Lin Zhengying told me about the simplification and refinement of the matter, mainly about the distribution of personnel in the Hong Kong Temple and various internal conflicts.

"What's the hexagram?" The father asked after hearing this.

"Great evil."

"What's the big evil? Who's the target?"

"The target is Hong Kong citizens."

Bang!

My father slapped the table. This was the first time in so long that Lin Zhengying got angry.

"They are still worthy of being managers?" The father stood up, and the momentum blooming in his thin body was so huge. "Where are they?"

Zi, Zeng? He used his mana to condense a map in the air.

"There are only a few places in the entire Hong Kong monitoring and defense network. We have not yet obtained the authority. If they want to cause trouble, they are likely to start from these places."

"The most likely thing is here!" Zeng? pointed to a point on the map. "This place was invaded by Mephisto. Although it was driven back, the gap in hell left has not been completely closed yet, and the relevant seals are also in their hands."

"It has also recently arrived at the time of Mephisto's routine invasion. If they open the gap, it is likely to attract countless evil spirits and demons."

The father closed his eyes and thought for two seconds, "Zhengying, go find the Zheng Xian and Guan Jian and let them evacuate the nearby citizens."

"As for you, if you can go back, you can go back. You can't just follow me. It's not me that your mage team has not been cleaned for five hundred years, leaving too many residues. By the way, I want to see what these people want to do!"

"No problem." Lin Zhengying just agreed and thought of something, "Dad! Are we not waiting for the orders from our superiors?"

"No more wait." Dad pushed his glasses, "New York has already taken action. The first one is An He Parker of the Utrodos. King Arthur is ready to go in London, and Russian alchemists have also got involved. Let's wait, and the daylily will be cold."

"yes!"

At this time, the many mages who left the Hong Kong Temple, just like Zeng?'s guess, were rushing to the sealing point. There are two main reasons why they have not arrived yet.

One is to avoid the monitoring of Magic Network. They do not want others to discover in advance. The other is that there are different opinions in the team.

"Master! I don't agree with opening the seal. No matter how conflict arises, it will be an internal conflict! We cannot forget our responsibilities."

The last few mages in the team muttered to each other and stood up.

The ghost turned around and looked at them with a smile, "How could I do that? This is just a temptation."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few whip ropes were thrown out of the team.

Brush, several sharp weapons appeared in the hands of opponents, and they were ready when they spoke.

"You want to resist me too?" The ghost guy had a gloomy face.

"Do you still remember your identity?! You are a Kama Taj's stability maintenance mage!" the rebel shouted.

"Stability maintenance mage? That's you group of rootless duckweeds, I'm aristocratic mages!" The ghost man waved his hand and the team pressed directly on.

"Go away! Let's stop!"

The rebel said to the last person, and at the same time the second layer of mirror space unfolded, temporarily isolated everyone in front of him.

In the end, the man was not pretentious, opened a portal that had been prepared long ago and rushed out directly. He wanted to return to the temple!

The other rebels directly launched an attack, and they wanted to hold back the people in front of them and minimize the number of people who were chasing the news.

The people who resisted were all a little capable, but the number of the other party was too large, and they only delayed for more than ten minutes using all kinds of methods.

After all the rebels were tied up, a small portal appeared next to the ghost guy.

"What? You didn't catch up?!" The ghost man said in surprise. More than a dozen people chased him but didn't catch up. What's the point of doing?

"You want to catch up with him too? In terms of the use of portals and mirror space, there is no better place in the entire Hong Kong Temple than him." The rebels on the ground laughed.

"So what? He's too late!"

The ghost guy said coldly, since it has been exposed, they don’t have to hide it, just open the portal and just go there.

At the same time, above the Hong Kong sky, Gu Yi and Yang Qiu looked at the situation below side by side.

"How many times did this happen when you spy on the timeline before?" Yang Qiu looked at the guy below and spit out a cold question. Now he wanted to go down and kill those people directly.

Gu Yi's face was also very bad, "The average timeline of 10,000 appears seventeen times, and the probability is seventeen in ten thousand."

"Yes, I think it's 100%. The others may be just that the preconditions are not sufficient." Yang Qiu took a deep breath, "What is the chance of their plan succeeding?"

"One in a billion." Gu Yi continued to answer. She stood here today. It would be impossible for the people below to succeed. The only one was Domamga Mephistoga Odin and the others came to find trouble at the same time.
Chapter completed!