When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 127

"Up a bit."

"Next point, next point, yes, this is it, this is it!"

"Don't worry, take your time, take it easy."

"Stop, that's it!"

After clapping his hands, the straw hat old man took out a few cigarettes from his arms and handed them to the construction master who installed the signboard.

"Big guy, it's hard work, drink your saliva first, and then go to the old man next door to get the money."

After greeting the construction masters, the old man with the straw hat looked up at the signboard, then opened the door and entered the tavern.

"Nan Ke, who came up with this name? Hey, Chivalry and Tenderness Tavern, it sounds like a martial arts fan from the last century."

At first, the straw hat old man called Boss Nan Ke, but later, at Nan Ke's request, he changed to calling his name directly.

After all, what a bad old man does to your boss all day always gives Nan Ke the illusion that he is a capitalist who squeezes the blood and sweat of the old man.

"Started by an explorer."

Nan Ke stood behind the bar counter, holding a towel in his hand, and casually wiped the bar counter which was so clean that it was almost reflective.

Although it is more in line with Nan Ke's wish to lie lazily on the sofa, but everyone is busy, so he has to put on a show.

Since it is going to open a tavern seriously, in addition to the name and the layout of the store need to be changed, one's "spirit" must also be improved.

Not to mention that he became an elite entrepreneur, but it should not make people feel like a lazy man who is always basking in the sun under the locust tree at the entrance of the village.

In order to show his 'sincerity', Nan Ke deliberately moved the 'throne' placed next to the sunny windowsill to the back of the bar.

Giving up the warm sunshine is Nan Ke's spur to himself, but this kind of spur is not to the extent that he has to give up the soft sofa.

I believe that the "spirit in heaven" should not care about such details, it should be able to see the efforts it has made for the harmony of the universe, and thus continue to add points to its own luck!
After 'wiping' the bar counter, Nan Ke turned around and began to 'wipe' the empty wine rack.

Fortunately, the location behind the bar is also spacious. After placing a leather sofa, it can even accommodate several slender women walking back and forth, without affecting the bartending and in-and-out activities.

The old man in the straw hat didn't ask who the explorer was. He walked around the store and pointed to the cage made of rune iron, "What is this for?"

Nan Ke looked up, "It's useless for now, let's cover it with a black cloth."

"I can see it!"

The old man in the straw hat kept this matter in mind, took another two steps, and suddenly said: "We seem to have overlooked something."

"what?"

"Where's the wine?" The straw hat old man pointed around, then looked at Nan Ke and asked, "Do you want the boss to arrange it? Hey, then you will be disappointed. The boss has a lot of tea collections, but for wine, maybe there is still a lot of wine." Without my research!"

"Someone should arrange this. Now that I have a professional employment counselor, why am I so busy?" Nan Ke said, looking at the door, "Is there something wrong with this signboard?"

It seems that it is not laid flat, and a bevel can be seen from the inside to the outside.

The old man in the straw hat patted his hat, "It seems that I will adjust them after I pull them down. They are all neighbors, so it is not good to ask too much."

"It's best not to find an acquaintance for this kind of thing."

Nan Ke remembered one of the lessons he learned in his previous life, don't ask acquaintances or relatives for decoration, because there will always be some unclear contradictions.

"They are not very skilled at first, so they just do the work of the acquaintances and neighbors around them. If I don't help out, what will they eat and drink?"

The straw hat old man spoke confidently, "It was like this in the village when I was young. As long as I don't have a bad reputation, basically everyone in the family has a problem and the village helps each other. Only by helping each other can we get over it."

Nan Ke was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, he could only say that an era supports a generation.

When I was growing up, it seemed that the mainstream way of thinking was to sweep the snow in front of the door.

The big guys seem to be pursuing progress and trying to achieve a class transition. It seems that only by stepping on the feet of their peers and peers around them can they be regarded as successful, and the elders can hold their heads up in front of the neighbors.

Under such a big wave, it is almost impossible for this group of children to understand what a community of shared destiny is and what is common prosperity.

"I really didn't see that you are this kind of person before." Nan Ke paused, "Didn't they call you Cao Feng, Sunset Park?"

The straw hat old man is surnamed Cao.

The old man in the straw hat laughed, showing his sallow teeth, "I can't compare, I can't afford a camera."

As he said that, his expression became serious again, "Sometimes it's just a joke, but I have to tell you, that era was different from now, and the atmosphere at that time was not as good as it is now.
At that time, the big guys didn't have much oil in their stomachs. Where did they come from to raise their moral standards? It was true to say that the folk customs at that time were simple, but honesty and badness sometimes did not conflict. Could it be that a simple mind would not have evil thoughts?

I met that guy once by chance. If you say that he is a good person who was elected, I agree. After all, there is nothing to do about it, but it is precisely because he was elected that there are countless eyes staring at him. .

And he used his short but profound life to practice what is called a good person and a good deed. This kind of person must be respected from the bottom of his heart. nonsense!
look at me like this"

The old man in the straw hat patted himself, "The older I get, the more kind-hearted I am. Now, let alone one good deed every day, I can barely do one good deed every month. Apart from work, you can hardly say that I am a bad person.

But if you show my life to others, there is no guarantee that some habits will be caught and blackened to death. I know this, and I don’t feel wronged, but that one, sometimes I read the comments, I feel wronged for him! "

Recently, all kinds of 'turbulence' on the Internet have made a mess of smoke, and it really makes the old man with straw hat who can't type easily get a little angry.

Nan Ke nodded when he heard the words, "Then you said, if he is still alive, would he care about this kind of evaluation?"

"Hehe, how can a person like him care about what these bastards say? To be honest, those bastards are not worthy of carrying his shoes."

"Then, don't you have it?"

"Yes!" The straw hat old man patted his thigh.

But Nan Ke suddenly put down the rag, turned around and looked at the door.

Graves came in from the outside against the setting sun, with a residual look of tiredness on his face.

"I remember I said that the working time is in the morning."

Nan Ke pointed to the clock on the wall next to him.

Graves ignored the 'wretched' concern in the eyes of the old man in the straw hat, walked straight through the aisle, and pushed open the back door of the tavern, "Come and see."

Nan Ke came out from behind the bar, he wanted to see what excuse Graves would find for his absenteeism.

Walking about ten meters further in the aisle on the side of the bar, there is a black wooden door, open the wooden door, it is the alley where Nan Ke once showed the 'Tornado' to Boss Liao.

There is a dead end in front of this alley, which is basically the 'backyard' of this row of shops, but except for Boss Liao, the other shops do not need open-air storage, so the back door is directly sealed with cement.

So in a sense, this 'backyard' is now the private property of Nan Ke and Boss Liao.

Of course, Boss Liao will give some 'rent' to the owners of other shops every month. The amount is not much, but it can be regarded as an attitude.

Graves was already standing outside the wooden door.

When Nan Ke passed by, he found seven or eight men lying in the backyard, with signs of being beaten, and they were all unconscious now.

"When was it dragged?"

Nan Ke knelt down and looked at these men carefully.

It is not difficult to see their occupations from their clothes - bums.

"When you started hammering the nails," Graves said.

Using the sound of nails to cover up the sound of dragging and the unconscious groaning in a coma is also a detail to avoid trouble.

And Nan Ke may have been too focused on cleaning the bar counter, but he really didn't notice it.

"What did they do?"

"I ran into them on the way here. It seems that they know that you are going to open here, and they are going to get some pocket money."

In the area of ​​Sunset Park, the security is actually not bad.

But judging from the complexion of these bums, it should not be the surrounding residents, but it may be the impromptu intention of other neighborhoods to beat the autumn wind.

"All right." Nan Ke stood up, "Forget about your being late, and I'll ask Boss Liao to drag you away later, so as not to stay here and get in the way."

"I'm not late." Graves sighed.

"That's why I didn't deduct your salary." Nan Ke replied confidently.

"Are you going to pay me?"

"Ah..." Nan Ke suddenly patted the back of his head, as if he had remembered something, then he stepped up and went straight back to the bar, and said to the old man in the straw hat, "What are you talking about, tell those people to get the signboards after receiving the money." Put it on for me!"

"Oh well."

The old man in the straw hat went out, looked at the signboard with a 70-degree angle, and then walked to the door of Boss Liao's shop.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, he saw a sexy figure appearing at the door of the tavern from the corner of his eye.

Immediately, the arm holding the doorknob stopped in the air, and the corners of his mouth turned sideways, "Beauty, do you want a drink?"

Natasha wore a black tight-fitting wrap skirt today, with a khaki trench coat on it. Black stockings and high heels made her legs look more slender, and she exuded the charm of a mature woman.

This attire is used to lower Nan Ke's vigilance. After all, any man will subconsciously have some goodwill and familiarity with a beautiful woman.

I always feel that something has happened to this woman with me, or something is about to happen to me.

Just like the straw hat old man, now he feels that this woman needs his help.

He raised his finger and pointed to the tavern, "This place hasn't opened yet, and there's not a single drop of alcohol in it. If you want to drink, I'll take you to one. The taste is good and the price is not expensive."

As he spoke, his eyes swept down.

Stop at the lower end of the S shape for a while.

hiss;
It is a good birth.

"I'm not here for a drink."

Natasha recognized the old man in the straw hat.

In the information provided by S.H.I.E.L.D., apart from Nan Ke, Boss Liao and several of his capable subordinates were also included.

"that's coming"

"Work."

The straw hat old man frowned, "Is the owner of this tavern called?"

"Ah."

She came here for Nanke.

"Then you pay attention to safety later."

The straw hat old man looked a little troubled.

He heard from Boss Liao yesterday that Nan Ke seemed to be emotionally unstable recently, and he might need to vent a bit. He asked them to pay attention recently and not make Nan Ke angry.

But he didn't expect Nan Ke to rush himself out to do this.

But if he wanted to stop it, the straw hat old man himself didn't have the guts. He had been frightened by Nan Ke's murderous aura several times recently, so he almost had a heart attack, so he could only give this craftsman some kind advice.

"be careful?"

The old man in the straw hat didn't notice anything wrong with the woman in front of him, "He's recently." He pointed to his head, "It's not very good here, anyway, you'd better follow him when we meet later, we don't know if he has anything special hobby, but what if?"

"Thank you."

Natasha nodded to the straw hat old man, and then pushed open the door of the tavern.

in;

Nan Ke is explaining other matters to Graves.

In fact, there is nothing more to say, roughly, it is to arrange some sundries.

Rather than saying that the two of them were discussing the future of the tavern, it would be better to say that they were two idle men trying to make themselves appear busy.

Natasha's arrival made the two men pause their 'imagination' of the future, while licking their lips.

Graves straightened his body, looked at Nan Ke, and raised his eyebrows, "Is this person here to look for you?" '

According to his aesthetic point of view, even with the addition of his love bonus, the beauty of his own woman is still much worse than that of the woman at the door.

Moreover, the strength of the woman at the door does not seem to be bad.

Even he felt threatened, and he believed that Nan Ke also felt the same.

"Excuse me, who is Mr. Nanke?"

Natasha's gaze wandered over the two men.

Of course she knew who Nan Ke was, but she still had to act in full.

"I'm."

Nan Ke took a step forward, showing a harmless smile.

"What do you need?"

"I was entrusted by Mr. Coulson to intervene with your psychological problems."

"Entrustment?" Nan Ke grasped the key words.

"Yes, Mr. Coulson is a big employer of our psychological counseling office. Are you his friend?"

"Yes, I grew up with him and watched his hairline recede step by step."

Nan Ke took a few steps forward, "So when will the psychological intervention start?"

"Anytime." Natasha's expression was very gentle. In fact, many psychological counselors belong to the type that makes people feel spring breeze in terms of temperament.

As the famous Black Widow, her disguise is as extraordinary as her skills, every movement and even every look is in place.

However, she ran into Nan Ke.

A hanger who has already taken the script in advance.

"Okay, then let's go up and talk? It's quiet up there, and the sound insulation is good."

Nan Ke said and started to walk upstairs, and at the same time said to Graves: "Keep an eye on the bottom, don't disturb us if there is nothing important."

(End of this chapter)