When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 111

In fact, Boss Liao seldom went out to participate in 'events', excluding the time when he led Graves to find a place, and then scrolled up, it was the time when he traded Han Mo.

After all, after working hard for most of my life, what I pursue is the qualification and style of hiding behind the scenes and strategizing. If I still do everything myself, what is the difference from a gangster on the street corner with a watermelon knife?
However, no matter how much you pursue, no matter how much you force yourself, it will appear insignificant in front of your own life.

In the old jeep, Sha Qi was driving in the driver's seat, and Nan Ke was sitting next to him as the co-pilot.

Boss Liao sat alone in the back row, leaning closely behind Nan Ke.

It's not that he wants to get 'close' to Nan Ke, it's that the God of Death is too deterrent, and from his experience, only 'non-humans' like Nan Ke and Graves can react at that moment.

Therefore, between Graves and Nan Ke, he had to choose a firm follower.

At the same time, he also had some small thoughts in his heart.

Those people escaped yesterday, but today, Nan Ke has come and killed one or two people. What is it to this 'good citizen'?
"Actually, you don't need to be suspicious." Nan Ke put one hand on the car door and pointed to the outside, "Look, we've been driving for so long, and there's nothing wrong with it."

Although in the eyes of many people, the current New York has become a mess, but as far as the city center is concerned, life is still going on in an orderly manner.

Everyone is still immersed in their own world and life, even if they know that there may be a problem in a certain link, but as long as the problem does not involve themselves and does not infringe their own interests, who cares?

"You may not have noticed." Boss Liao frowned, "Since we left the house until now, we have encountered a total of seventeen traffic lights, all red!"

This probability, not to mention comparing with the first prize, should be no problem comparing with the small prize of several hundred yuan.

Nan Ke was slightly taken aback, he really didn't realize this, "Has the couplet at the door been arranged?"

"It's almost there." Boss Liao looked a little uneasy, and he took out his phone, "How about I ask?"

"Hurry up, let them post it directly." Nan Ke waved his hand again, and said to Sha Qi: "Hurry up."

Although I already have guesses in my heart, I feel that the old man should not make things difficult for him in this situation.

But the night is long, after all, there are many dreams.

the same moment.

The old man in the straw hat came out of a house in the next block, holding a large stack of cardboard with a red background in his hand.

Although this place belongs to the boundary of OCT, it is on the other side of the world. It is good during Chinese New Year, but in other time periods, there is really no way to find the original couplets.

Fortunately, the straw hat old man can eat well here, relying on his contacts in the group of uncles and aunts, he found an old man who can calligraphy after searching several relationships. Deputy couplet.

On the streets of Sunset Park, there is an atmosphere of "sunset afterglow".

The old man in the straw hat walked slowly towards the tavern, stopping from time to time to lightly beat his lower back twice.

"People can't refuse to obey their old age."

The straw hat old man narrowed his eyes and sighed.

At this time, a middle-aged man with gray temples suddenly emerged from a bush not far in front of him.

"hiss"

The old man in the straw hat froze for a moment, then the hand that was beating his lower back slightly trembled.

Good guy!
The co-author is because I am really old, do young people nowadays play like this?

In broad daylight, with no clothes on, and half of his buttocks naked, he burrowed into the grass?
The middle-aged man who got out of the grass was about 40 years old. Put it in other places, he could be considered middle-aged, but in front of the straw hat old man, he could really be called a "young man".

At this time, the man seemed to have also seen the astonished old man next to him, his pale face flushed slightly, and he skillfully plucked the grass, pulling out a few long and thick grass to block it. own lower body.

"Cough cough."

The old man in the straw hat coughed lightly, squinted his eyes, and continued to look into the grass.

A man came out of the grass, so logically speaking, there should be a big girl, right?
This rough old man is fine naked, but the big girl still has to take care of herself, so as not to get sick when she goes back!

But after looking at it for a while, seeing that there was no movement in the bushes, the old man in the straw hat looked away in disappointment, "You, are you playing alone?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and slowly straightened up his stooped body, as if he had gotten used to the coolness after the initial embarrassment.

He first looked around, with clear vigilance and vigilance in his eyes, and then when he looked at the old man in the straw hat, that vigilance slowly dissipated.

After all, no one would put on a face-to-face posture against a skinny 70-year-old man.

"This is where?"

The voice of the middle-aged man was a little hoarse, as if he had been screaming all night, and his whole body had been squeezed to the limit.

"Yo, is this too much?"

The old man in the straw hat shook his head, he had gotten used to it all these years.

Some people seem to like to immerse themselves in this illusory feeling, pursuing so-called freedom and autonomy, but to put it bluntly, they just refuse to keep their feet on the ground and just want to escape the problems that exist in reality.

The middle-aged man stood and gasped for a while, then asked, "Is this Binzhou?"

"Ha ha."

The old man in the straw hat glanced at him, ignored him, and went around directly.

What these people want is their freedom;

But if you want to hate them, it is also your own freedom!

But it was at the moment when the straw hat old man passed by the middle-aged man.

'puff'

The middle-aged man fell face down directly.

"."

The footsteps of the straw hat old man stopped.

He didn't turn around, but quickly looked around the nearby street lamps and tree branches, and then he saw three cameras.

"hiss!"

Taking a deep breath, the straw hat old man frowned a little irritably.

Just now, to express his disgust, he lightly touched this person's shoulder.

But, it wouldn't cause you to faint directly, right?

Could it be that I met someone who touches porcelain?

But according to age, if you want to touch porcelain, you have to fall down by yourself, right?

At this moment, the straw hat old man felt the deep malice from the world.

'Ring ring ring'

The phone rang.

The straw hat old man turned around, looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, sighed, and connected the phone.

"Hello, boss?"

"I got it, I got it, I was walking, and I saw a person who touched porcelain."

"Before I hit him, he fell by himself. He's such a young man. It doesn't matter if he doesn't wear clothes, and he still plays Pingci!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and post it right away, business matters, business matters, I promise to leave him alone!"

"I know, I know, even if he died in front of me, it has nothing to do with me!"

After finishing speaking, the straw hat old man hung up the phone, weighed in place for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and lifted the middle-aged man up.

"Yeah, I owe you!"

(End of this chapter)