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- "Is the fried chicken delicious?" Xiaoyu showed a big smile to the man.
¡°It¡¯s delicious, but no matter how delicious it is, I won¡¯t teach you how to make it.¡± The man said with a straight face.
"" Xiaoyu's smile couldn't help but freeze.
"Okay, Xiaoyu, don't trouble others anymore." At this moment, Jackie Chan made up his mind and showed the style of the elders in the family that may not be shown once in several months, and grabbed the back of Xiaoyu's neck.
"I'm so sorry" After restraining Xiaoyu, Jackie Chan expressed his apology to the man.
But before he could finish his first sentence, a voice rang out.
"Sir, you can't really educate your children like this."
"No, Elizabeth, you're here again Although we studied education, we don't have to educate passers-by Didn't you learn a lesson from the old gentleman who was like a 'godfather' last time?"
"Sorry, Winona, but don't worry this time, Mr. Jackie Chan is a good man."
"You are" Jackie Chan looked at the woman who interrupted, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember.
"Mr. Chen, I worked as an intern at Xiaoyu's school before and taught her physical education." The woman named Elizabeth said.
"Ahhh" Jackie Chan remembered it now.
There is indeed such a trainee teacher.
Forgive him for not remembering it before. Xiaoyu committed too many things at school. He can only remember a few teachers who came to visit his home or asked him to go to school. There were no teachers who came to visit his home or asked him to go to school. He really didn't. So much energy goes into memorizing.
"Hello" Jackie Chan greeted Elizabeth awkwardly.
"Hello, Mr. Jackie Chan. Well, I have to say that Xiaoyu is a naughty child, but also a smart child. Your simple and traditional education method may not be suitable for her. If you are willing, maybe you can listen to me Views¡¡"
They started chatting
Sorry, if there hadn't been a sudden loud sound like an air hammer, which temporarily deafened countless people and caused huge confusion, they would really have started chatting.
"What happened?" Winona exclaimed.
Although her exclamation was garbled due to her deafness, people around her still understood her sentences.
"I gonna go see."
"Xiaoyu!"
Jackie Chan didn¡¯t notice, and the naughty primary school student rushed out of the fried chicken restaurant.
Let me see what¡¯s out there!
¡°Hmm¡ Of course, if it¡¯s dangerous, just use the rabbit charm to escape first¡
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Martha?
Hearing the announcement of the person in front of him, Dracula was stunned for a moment.
He was familiar with the name.
Although this name is not as famous as the name, he was the shield of Christendom in the past and was familiar with the classics. He was not as ignorant about this name as his servant.
The saints who followed Christ when he was still on earth have the power to subdue evil dragons.
How did she survive until now?
Well, I have survived until now. Then it¡¯s not a big deal if others are still alive.
What deserves attention is the strength of the opponent.
Subduing the evil dragon, that is a deed recorded in the classics, and it is definitely not a rumor.
As Dracula, do you have such strength?
Not sure, don¡¯t know.
Because I have never seen a dragon.
But the creature that has been the strongest enemy of the brave in countless legends must not be weak.
and¡¡
My name, Dracula, means Son of the Dragon, and it sounds like I am completely restrained by Saint Martha.
Facing such an opponent, we must not be careless.
Although the fight has not started, Dracula already regards Martha as an enemy.
It¡¯s not that he thinks too much.
Martha, the saint who follows Christ and the strong man who subdues the dragon.
Dracula, vampire, enemy of Christ, son of the dragon.
No matter how you look at it, you can¡¯t get along, can you?
¡°And he just said that devout Christians are boring. As a saint, the other party shouldn¡¯t ignore this, right?
"Although I can feel that your heart is not muddy, what you uphold is completely contrary to the Lord's teachings. Therefore, as a saint, I want to try to redeem you." Martha's voice sounded.
??Unexpected. Dracula shrugged.
"Then come on." He pulled out his sword coldly.
"Eh"?I actually don¡¯t want to fight with you, but considering your will, if I don¡¯t fight, I won¡¯t be able to convey my will to you. So please be careful, I will deal with you the same way I dealt with Tarask. "Marda's voice came.
"" Hearing this voice, a turtle carrying a pile of fried chicken and preparing to crawl towards Martha turned around silently.
"Where are you going, Tarask!" Of course Martha would not let the turtle slip away.
Her dinner is still there.
If the turtle slips away, what will happen to her dinner?
What, what about fighting?
¡°Well, let¡¯s let the turtle find a place to put the dinner first.
"Woo" If you can, please put me and the fried chicken aside. Turtle whined.
"What are you talking about, Tarasque, we have to show this gentleman the gentlest truth!" Martha said while putting the fried chicken on a stool by the roadside and hugging the turtle gently. .
In the gentle embrace, the turtle felt his bones rattling.
Master, I feel like I can leave on my own. The turtle wanted to say that.
But after thousands of years of getting along with each other, he knows that these words are in vain.
¡°This dear master has no awareness of his own power.
Does she remember how powerful she was back then?
It, the evil dragon Tarask, was also a powerful fantasy species that was rampant back then.
With its turtle shape, it is one of the strongest among dragons.
It was such a strong body, but it was beaten to tears by its dear owner after a few punches, and had to surrender
Stop, please note that you are crying not because you are sad, but because you have been beaten to a neurological disorder and cannot control your tear glands.
At that moment, Tarasque saw Martha's puzzled look, which seemed to be saying, why are you crying?
Since then, Tarask has known that his master has no awareness of his own power. She didn't understand at all that her body, even with just a light touch, could crack open stone.
In her arms, an ordinary person would be crushed in minutes, and only a strong evil dragon like him could bear it.
So sometimes, it wants to laugh out loud when it looks at those stupid men who dare to pursue their masters as wives because they don¡¯t know what they are doing.
Do you still have the heart to laugh at others?
There seemed to be a voice in the dark.
What?
Tarasque felt his body suddenly light up.
"Fly, Tarask!"
¡°Master, although you once tried to give me wings, have you forgotten that I can¡¯t fly
In the strong wind, Tarasque burst into tears.
It knows exactly what's going on.
This has happened many, many times in the past.
Its owner threw it out like a hammer and hit people.
Then, its hard carapace will receive a hard blow from its owner who knows nothing about the severity, and then the force will be transmitted to the enemy through its body.
¡°Master, after all these years, why can¡¯t you understand that it¡¯s enough to just hit someone with an iron fist, so why do you have to throw me in? Before the Iron Fist arrived, Tarasque screamed inwardly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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