Chapter 233: Mixed in

Dad's chatter, fortunately, Jackie had already adapted, and a group of four walked in the direction of the energy beam.
Because New York was occupied by the Murlocs, they were very cautiously traveling through the streets and alleys. Jackie Chan walked at the front of the team to explore the way.
Occasionally, they accidentally hit one or two passing murlocs, they will quickly resolve, and then leave without disturbing the other murlocs.
Surprisingly, a behemoth like Tru is silent even when he walks on the road. They didn't let any murloc find it.
Destiny protagonist? Actually there is a protagonist halo blessing?
It didn't take long for Jackie Chan to reach out in front and the group stopped.
At this time, the beam of energy was close to them.
The pillar of light stands in the middle of a wide square, surrounded by a group of monsters that look like humans.
They stood there quietly, facing the beam of light, with a strange and weird expression on their faces, motionless.
Jackie Chan's heart tightened, and he retreated to a position behind him, who looked over and looked around.
"Dad, what kind of monster is this?" Jackie Chan asked cautiously, his voice mosquito-like.
"There is no record in the magic book, and Dad doesn't know what monsters they are." Dad shook his head, frowning with annoyance.
Xiaoyu leaned out her head, but before she looked closely, she pressed her back with one hand.
"Xiaoyu, you ..."
"Uncle Long! Look at their fingers! Their hands are the same as frogs!" Xiaoyu said quickly in surprise before he had begun to learn.
Jackie Chan, who wanted to be reprimanded, stared at him with his dad, and they both looked out together.
If you take a closer look, there is something like a frog webbed between the fingers of the murloc around the beam of energy. Each hand has more or less a point that can be clearly seen.
"Are these monsters a murloc variant?" Jackie Chan wondered.
"Do not."
Shaking his head, the dad said solemnly: "Look at their eyes, these monsters ... someone is controlling them from behind."
The fishman's eyes were sluggish and lost his mind, as if something had drawn the soul, standing there like a sculpture.
If the energy beam is artificial, then the father guessed that these fishmen should also be controlled by the same person, and stay here to guard the energy beam not to be destroyed by outsiders.
"Dad, what should we do? Do you want to notify the relevant department ..."
"Snapped!"
"hiss!"
"Dad! Why are you hitting me again!"
Withdrawing his hand, Dad glanced lightly at Jackie Chan, who sighed, sighed, and said in a tone that he could not teach, "You must defeat magic with magic, Jackie."
With that said, he opened Tru's small bag with magic materials.
Xiaoyu grinned a little at the side, and Jackie Chan glared at him. Xiaoyu had to hug her hands and squeezed her mouth across her mouth. The whole small face was wrinkled together and her face was depressed.
To defeat magic with magic, only the stubborn dad would say so, Jackie Chan complained in his heart.
They will come here for this reason.
Otherwise, ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, the first time to call the police, let the police deal with it is the most correct choice.
It didn't take long for the dad to come back with a bottle of magic powder.
"Dad, what is this? Is it Superman powder that can turn us into Superman ?!" Xiao Yu's eyes widened and he couldn't tell the excitement.
Dad didn't explain, first grabbed a hand, and sighed hard against Jackie Chan.
"Cough ... Daddy, what is this!"
Between the words, the magic powder sprinkled on Jackie Chan's body.
In an instant, pieces of dark green scales grew out of Jackie Chan's skin, hair was wrapped, and a strange layer of fish gills grew on both cheeks. With breathing, they slowly agitated regularly.
"Hey, hello ... Daddy! I've become a monster!" Jackie Chan shouted in horror, his hands constantly touching his body, at a loss.
"Oh?"
Hearing the sound, a croak sounded immediately under the column of energy, and all the murlocs turned their heads in disbelief and looked here.
The dad was frightened and hurriedly grabbed Jackie Chan's jacket, kicked him off with a sharp kick, and kicked it out.
Then the three quickly turned around and ran back in stride.
The coat was pulled off by the father, Jackie Chan was shirtless, covering his chest with both hands, looking at the back of the three people, and hurriedly shouted:
"Hey, hello ... !!! Daddy, you haven't said why I turned this way!"
"Take your phone and take all the photos from the column of energy light !! Jackie Chan! Please !!!!" Without looking back, the three fathers disappeared in a corner.
"Oh?"
Suddenly, a voice rang in Jackie Chan's ear.
All of a sudden, the wind blew, and the roots of cold hair stood upright.
Suddenly he stiffened on the spot, anxious in his heart, Jackie swallowed a spit, and looked back slowly with a hard scalp.
At the goal, a mutant fishman stared at the fisheye that had not yet fully evolved, and looked at him.
The two looked at each other.
In addition to the dullness, there is no expression in these eyes, the real dead fisheye.
for a long time,
The cold sweat on the top of Chengtou has already come down ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Can't help the atmosphere, tentatively blurted out:
"......... quack?"
"........."
Everyone knows that the communication language of the fishman is extremely simple. Basically, all the sounds are summarized by the sound of [gua], which is not limited to fish. All fishmen can communicate normally in this language.
However, Eagle Sauce brings together countless linguistic scholars, behavioral linguists, emotional expression scholars, and countless top talents to gather together. For a few months, they still have obtained very few.
No one can understand this simple yet extremely complex language. Only the murloc, and only the murloc, can communicate normally in this language.
Dad took Jackie Chan off, mainly because all the murlocs don't wear clothes. Even if they become humanoid, their lower bodies are still pure and smooth.
The murlocs gathered around him more and more, and every murloc 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, but just stood there, trying to make his eyes look as dull as those of the murlocs around him, trying to mix in.
"Unlucky luck ... !!! Why is it always me who is unlucky every time!" He wailed in his heart.
Suddenly, in the silence, the murloc standing in front of him quickly rolled his eyes.
"Oh!"
A cry of unclear significance.
It turned and ran back, bringing up a gust of wind, and ran back to where it started.
One of the murlocs left, and the other murlocs ran to their previous positions.
A few seconds later, the sculpture-like scene was restored under the energy beam.
"call."
Is this a cute mix?
With a sigh of relief, Jackie Chan lifted his legs and walked towards the beam of energy.