Dad's chatter, fortunately, Jackie Chan has already adapted, and the group of four walked towards the direction of the energy beam.
Because New York was occupied by murlocs, they shuttled through the streets and alleys extremely cautiously. Jackie Chan walked at the front of the team to explore the way, and Truu broke at the end.
Occasionally they bumped into one or two passing murlocs by accident, and they would quickly solve it and leave without disturbing other murlocs.
What is surprising is that a behemoth like Tru, even if it walks silently, did not let any murlocs notice them along the way.
Destiny protagonist? There is actually a protagonist halo blessing
Not long after, Jackie Chan stretched out his hand in front, and the group stopped.
At this time, the energy beam is already very close to them.
The beam of light stood in the center of a wide square, surrounded by a group of monsters that looked like humans.
They stood there quietly, facing the beam of light, with a strange and sluggish expression on their faces, motionless.
Jackie Chan's heart tightened, and he retreated a position for the old man behind him, and the old man stuck his head out to observe.
"Dad, what kind of monster is this?!" Jackie Chan asked cautiously, his voice as thin as a mosquito.
"There is no record in the magic book, and Dad doesn't know what kind of monsters they are." Dad shook his head and frowned in annoyance.
Xiaoyu stuck her head out, but before she could take a closer look, one hand pressed her back.
"Xiaoyu, you..."
"Uncle Long, look at their fingers! Their hands are like frogs!" Before Jackie Chan could start his lesson, Xiaoyu said quickly in surprise.
Jackie Chan, who wanted to reprimand, was taken aback for a moment.
Taking a closer look, the murlocs around the energy beams really have something similar to frog webbed between their fingers, and each hand has a little bit more or less that can be clearly seen.
"Are these monsters mutated murlocs?" Jackie Chan wondered.
"Do not."
Shaking his head, the old man said seriously: "Look at their eyes, these monsters... someone is controlling them behind their backs."
The murloc's eyes were sluggish, as if his soul had been taken away by something, standing there like a sculpture.
If the energy beam is man-made, then my father guessed that these murlocs should also be controlled by the same person, and stay here to guard the energy beam from being destroyed by outsiders.
"Father, what should we do? Should we inform the relevant department..."
"Snapped!"
"hiss!"
"Dad! Why are you hitting me again!"
Withdrawing his hand, the old man glanced at Jackie Chan, who was screaming in pain, sighed, and said in a tone that was not taught by children: "We must defeat magic with magic, Jackie Chan."
As he said that, he opened the small bag containing magic materials that Truu carried with him.
Xiaoyu, who was beside him, grinned, and Jackie Chan stared at him. Xiaoyu had no choice but to put her arms around her.
To defeat magic with magic, only a stubborn dad would say that, Jackie Chan complained in his heart.
They come here for this reason.
Otherwise, when ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, it is the most correct choice to call the police as soon as possible and let the police deal with it.
Not long after, Dad came back with a bottle of magic powder.
"Dad, what is this? Is it the superhuman powder that can turn us into superhumans?!" Xiaoyu's eyes widened in anticipation, and she was indescribably excited.
Dad didn't explain, first grabbed a handful, and blew hard at Jackie Chan.
"Cough cough... Dad, what is this!"
While speaking, magic powder was sprinkled on Jackie Chan's body.
In an instant, a piece of dark green scales grew out under Jackie Chan's skin, his hair was wrapped, and a layer of bizarre gill-like things grew on both sides of his cheeks, which pulsated slowly and regularly with his breathing.
"Hey hey hey...!! Dad! I've turned into a monster!" Jackie Chan shouted in horror, his hands constantly touching his body, at a loss.
"Huh?"
Hearing the sound, a croaking sound immediately sounded under the energy column, and all the murlocs turned to look here in confusion.
The old man was startled, quickly grabbed Jackie Chan's shirt, lifted his foot, took off his clothes, and kicked him out violently.
The next second, the three of them turned around quickly and ran back with big strides.
His shirt was taken off by his father, Jackie Chan was shirtless, covered his chest with both hands, looked at the backs of the three, and hurriedly shouted:
"Hey hey hey...!! Dad, you haven't said why you made me like this!"
"Take your phone and go to the energy beam and take all the photos!!" Without looking back, the three of them disappeared into a corner.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a voice rang in Jackie Chan's ear.
In an instant, a piece of cold hair stood upright.
Jackie Chan's body froze on the spot, and he felt uneasy for a while. He swallowed and turned back slowly.
Entering the goal, a mutant murloc stared at him with the eyes of the fish that had not yet fully evolved.
The two looked at each other.
In addition to the dull eyes, there is no expression in these eyes, the real dead fish eyes.
for a long time,
The cold sweat on Jackie Chan's head had already broken down, and he couldn't help but blurt out:
"...Huh?"
"..."
Everyone knows that the communication language of murlocs is extremely simple. Basically, all the sounds are summarized by the sound of [gua]. It is not limited to fish. All murlocs can communicate normally in this language.
However, Yingjiang has brought together countless linguists, behavioral linguists, emotional expression scholars, and countless top talents. After a few months, they still get very little.
No one can understand this simple yet extremely complex language, only murlocs, only murlocs can communicate normally in this language.
Dad took off Jackie Chan's shirt, mainly because all murlocs don't wear clothes, and even if they become humanoids, their lower bodies are still pure and smooth.
The surrounding murlocs gathered more and more, and every murloc who came over stood there, staring blankly at him.
In a weird atmosphere, Jackie Chan didn't know what they were looking at, and didn't dare to move. He just stood there, trying his best to make his eyes look as dull as the murlocs around him, trying to blend in.
"Unlucky, unlucky...!! Why is it always me who is unlucky!" He wailed in his heart.
Suddenly, in the dead silence, the murloc standing in front of him quickly rolled his eyes.
"Cuck!"
An inexplicable cry.
Then it turned and ran back, picking up a gust of wind and running back to where it started.
One of the murlocs left, and the other murlocs also ran towards their previous positions.
A few seconds later, the sculptural scene was restored under the energy beam.
"call."
Is this a cutie pass
With a sigh of relief, Jackie Chan raised his legs and walked towards the energy beam.