When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 10 Ryze, Arrive!
"Latest reports of a small tornado in Brooklyn three hours ago."

The convenience stores on the outskirts of the city are lit up, looking from a distance like a lighthouse in the dark. The whitish light boxes and mottled walls indicate that this 'lighthouse' has gradually declined.

The owner of the convenience store was nearly seventy years old, his hair had turned gray, and he looked a little rough. He was sitting behind the cashier with his legs crossed, with half a pizza and a bottle of beer in front of him.

The days of guarding the shop alone will inevitably be boring, especially after getting older, the cleaner the surroundings, the more the boss will feel that the distance between himself and death is constantly getting closer.

Therefore, the boss likes to watch TV and watch the emotions of other people in the TV news.

Of course, the main thing is to look at anger and sorrow.

People are often a creature that likes to compare. When you yourself are miserable, and you look at other people who are more miserable than you, there will always be an inexplicable pleasure in your heart, as if you have obtained some kind of happiness. redemption.

Just like now, the boss squinted his eyes when he heard the tornado, and suddenly felt that the pizza in his hand and the beer on the table became more delicious.

He put down the half-bitten pizza, and he wanted to see if he could taste the Michelin-starred pizza in front of him after adding one more additive.

Live footage began to be broadcast on TV, and a reporter was interviewing the location where the tornado appeared. From the live footage, it can be seen that the destructive power of the small tornado is still limited, and basically did not cause any major damage.

Seemingly feeling that the impact of the scene was weak and unable to attract the audience, the reporter began to change his mind, leading the camera and knocking on the doors of nearby shops along the road, trying to use the words of the parties to present the power of the tornado.

The first shop looked like a collection hall. The reporter knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside.

The reporter didn't waste any time, and walked a few steps to the door of a tavern that didn't seem to be officially open yet.

After adjusting the lighting and preparing the manuscript, the reporter knocked on the door again.

This time the door was quickly pushed open, and a Chinese man with an expressionless face came out of the tavern. The man looked pale, as if there was something unspeakable to hide.

The reporter showed a bright smile, "Excuse me, are you the owner of this tavern?"

Nan Ke nodded, "En."

"Then you must have witnessed the destructive power of the tornado with your own eyes!" The reporter began to guide, "Do you still remember the scene of the tornado raging?"

".Um."

The reporter got an affirmative answer, turned around and said to the camera: "Although the damage at the scene does not appear to be serious, after the interview we found that the destructive power of the tornado is still extremely strong.

Many people say that the tornado is a breath blown by God. Although it is only a small breath, the horrible scene caused by it can still be remembered by the owners of the surrounding shops. "

The boss in front of the TV took a sip of his wine. He suddenly felt that his convenience store was not bad. Although it was a bit broken and small, at least there was no tornado.

It's just a pity that the tornado is still a bit small, and it didn't blow up the tavern, so it looks more interesting that way.

The reporter on the TV turned around and asked Nan Ke, "Can you tell us in detail how the tornado is raging?"

Nan Ke looked at the reporter. Now he felt firsthand how twisted the foreign media really is, "You want me to tell you how it's played?"

"Yes, yes, you can describe it, such as what it blows up!" The reporter continued to guide.

Nan Ke blinked when he heard the words. He didn't tell the reporter this time, but turned his head to face the camera, "I saw a cow was blown up by it."

"Cow?" The reporter was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You mean it blows up a cow?"

You must know that this place is not in the suburbs or in the countryside. The probability of a cow appearing here is [-] times less than the probability of appearing a Lamborghini.

"Yes, God wants to brag, do you have an opinion?"

After Nan Ke finished speaking, he closed the door with a 'bang', leaving behind a dazed reporter and a group of dazed audience in front of the TV.

"Can the city raise cattle?"

The boss in front of the TV is also thinking about this issue.

But he is obviously not a person who likes to think. When the TV reporter was still knocking on the door persistently, he had already picked up the remote control and planned to change the channel to find more powerful additives.

But at this moment, the air in front of him suddenly distorted, as if there were countless prisms refracting the light, and then a blue mask flashed in front of the boss in a very abrupt way.

"hiss!"

The boss covered his eyes with one hand, and with the other hand reflexively pulled out a pistol from under the cash register.

then.

Before the boss's eyes recovered from the stimulation of the strong light, he suddenly felt his neck was hit hard.

'boom'

The boss lost consciousness, and hit his face on the cash register, half of his face swelled up, and a piece of pizza happened to fall down and covered his head.

A blue figure appeared in the previous position of the boss.

He looked up at the TV in front of him, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Nan Ke's tavern.

After leaving the audience with a question, Nan Ke returned to his seat, and the wear and tear in his body had recovered to seven or eighty-eight.

For Boss Laliao to join the group, he really put in a lot of effort, the tornado just now almost sucked him into a man.

And, in fact, only Nan Ke himself knows that the astonishing tornado is just a show, empty and tangible, but without reality.

Otherwise, if a real tornado is really created in a densely populated urban area, that would be really big news!
Boss Liao was still sitting opposite him, but he was obviously more reserved than before.

"Actually, there's no need to talk to them."

"I know." Nan Ke nodded, "I haven't been on TV before, but now I want to experience it."

Now that he has crossed over and has the system to help him, he must of course experience more life that he has never experienced before.

If you have to deliberately avoid it on the premise of having the ability to protect yourself, then it's really not as happy as traveling back to write a notebook.

Boss Liao rubbed his palms, as if he hadn't mastered a new way to get along with Nan Ke, "Old boss."

"Call it whatever you want." Nan Ke waved his hand.

"Hey, brother." Boss Liao breathed a sigh of relief, and his stomach softened. He pointed to Han Mo, "This man has been kidnapped, but how will the money be collected? Do you have a rule in mind?"

Cleaning up black money is a technical job. Without certain contacts and wrists, even if you get the money in your hands, you will face endless troubles in the follow-up.

"You need your help with this matter."

"It's easy to say, it's all my own." Boss Liao patted his chest, but then he said again: "Actually, I have a suggestion."

"You said."

Boss Liao lowered his voice, "Actually, if I'm willing to pay a price for this matter, there is still a chance that I can hide it, but the premise is that Tony Stark will be found as soon as possible, otherwise I won't last that long."

"so what?"

Nan Ke didn't ask, 'Why didn't you hide it before if you could hide it'?

Before you show your capital, no one will join the group stupidly. Since they are unwilling to join the group, it is definitely impossible to use their own resources to fill you.

"Hey." Boss Liao smiled, "I think good steel must be used wisely. You don't need to come forward to this matter. If you continue to hide it, it will not be considered as maximizing our interests."

"You, can you continue to become stronger?" Boss Liao looked at Nan Ke with hope in his eyes.

In fact, before Nan Ke, he had also heard of several superpowers, but those people were too far away from him, and he couldn't grasp them.

Now that he finally met one, he naturally began to think about how to better hug his thighs while making them thicker and thicker.

"can."

Nan Ke replied.

At the same time, a notification tone suddenly sounded in Nan Ke's ear, and then the task interface of the system appeared in his mind.

The wandering mage Ryze has arrived;

Mission: Send back to Runeterra;

Task Tip: Defeat him;

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system hint;

Tasks: favorite, vote, recommend!
Completion reward: a good-looking novel!

(End of this chapter)