When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 14
Nanke is really poor, whether it is money or coupons, it can be regarded as destitute.

So he has no way to improve his skills, so he can't touch the realm of the unity of man and sword at all.

But even with the first glimpse, it still made his perception many times stronger than that of ordinary people.

There was someone behind the door, and he knew it the moment he entered the room. In such a quiet environment, the sound of panting could not be concealed from a swordsman, so Nan Ke was already ready to counterattack at any time.

The black figure was similar in physique to Nan Ke. He had been lurking behind the door for a long time. When he thought the right opportunity had finally arrived, he pushed open the door and rushed out without hesitation. Obviously, this man was a man. recidivist.

However, at the moment when he exerted force under his feet, Nan Ke, who had his back to him, suddenly moved two steps to the left, and then raised his arms up casually. This kind of casualness was like stretching after waking up early.

'boom'

Instead of throwing Nan Ke down, the black shadow was hit in the neck by Nan Ke's backhand. He immediately curled up his upper body in pain and squatted on the ground like a shrimp.

Nan Ke retracted his arms, took a few steps back, and turned to look at the woman on the sofa.

The woman still maintained the previous posture, halfway unzipped the zipper in her hand, revealing a white flower, her eyes were wide open, looking at the figure curled up in front of her, like a frightened quail.

Compared to Nan Ke's preparation, the woman was the one who was the most shocked and surprised, because only she knew who should be in this room.

"Your daughter, your own?" Nan Ke teased.

He wasn't in a hurry, the new character who had just rushed out was obviously an ordinary person, like this kind of guy, ten or twenty more wouldn't cause him the slightest trouble.

Therefore, he has the leisure to continue to stand by the side to see what direction this drama will develop in the end.

"I..." the woman froze for a moment, subconsciously glanced in the direction of the room, and then covered her mouth nervously.

Seeing this, Nan Ke didn't ask any further questions.

He turned his head to look at the figure in front of him. It should be a man, wearing a black executioner mask, with sunglasses covering the eye holes, overalls, and a white cross-cycle pendant on his chest.

Nan Ke looked at the pendant emphatically. He seemed to have seen this thing somewhere, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

But looking at the style, it shouldn't be the silver jewelry bought in some trendy brand store. The shape and pattern are more like the logo of a certain organization.

I was being targeted by a mysterious organization?
"Who are you?" Nan Ke asked again.

The woman still didn't respond, as if she didn't hear Nan Ke's question, she stared at the room tightly, her knuckles covering her mouth looked a little pale due to excessive force, although she tried her best to suppress it, she still started to tremble.

She doesn't seem to be acting.

Nan Ke noticed the woman's expression. He didn't think any organization would send a shadow actor to accompany him in the show. If it was also performed by a woman, then Nan Ke really suggested that she change the line.

Go to the other side of the world to give a random class. If those traffic stars can learn one-tenth of it, it will be enough for their fans to brag for a lifetime.

But if there is nothing wrong with women, is it just my own wishful thinking tonight?

Nan Ke looked at the man who came out later, the man had already calmed down, his throat seemed to be on fire, and the pain made every movement of him extremely laborious.

He lowered his head, raised his hand to support the coffee table, and while slowly lifting his upper body, exposed the black gun barrel in his hand.

Because of the mask, Nan Ke couldn't see the man's expression clearly, but from the white of the man's temples, it could be seen that the man should be old.

"He's not your man." The man pointed his gun at Nan Ke, but he was talking to the woman. He should know about women, at least he had investigated them beforehand.

The woman was still covering her mouth, as if she was afraid that she could not help crying after she put down her hand.

"answer me."

The man's voice was a little rough, and I don't know if it was because of Nan Ke or it was natural, it made people frown uncontrollably like rubbing sand on glassware.

The woman shivered for a moment, lowered her hand tremblingly, and said with flushed eyes, "No, no, my man is already dead."

"Hehe." The man's throat twitched, he didn't ask anything else, but bent down and took out the hemp rope that he had prepared earlier from under the coffee table, and walked towards Nanke's place.

"Be honest!" The man was very cautious, it seemed that he was deeply impressed by Nan Ke's previous hand knife, so he kept pointing his gun at Nan Ke when he was close to Nan Ke.

Nan Ke raised his hands up, showing a kind of obedience when the man tied him with hemp rope.

He is in a good mood now. Although he seems to be overthinking, which caused him to create an absurd comedy alone, but it has to be said that the goddess of luck seems to be smiling at him.

Behind the man, Nan Ke saw a crimson Yazakana. Judging from its size and aura, this one was almost as good as the one on Justin Hammer.

Moreover, the man in front of him seemed to know that he hadn't killed anyone yet, so he was paving the way for himself with his life, and he was using his actions to give Nan Ke a reason to kill him.

Coming out tonight, on the one hand, is to earn some coupons, on the other hand, Nan Ke consciously wants to see some blood.

After all, the world now is different from the previous world, and I have to change my mentality quickly.

When those addicts killed before, they still felt a little nervous, but this one, Nan Ke thinks it's quite appropriate.

The man tied Nan Ke's hands and feet to the stool, and pulled hard. After making sure that Nan Ke would not get out of trouble, he didn't bother Nan Ke anymore, but turned around and walked to the sofa.

"look up."

The man said to the woman in a commanding tone, it seemed that it was not the first time he had done this, whether it was the method of kidnapping or the current questioning, it seemed that he had repeated it countless times.

The woman raised her head and could clearly see tears in the corners of her eyes, but she still didn't dare to make any movements, for fear of offending the man in front of her.

"Your daughter is inside." The man pointed to the back room.

The woman suddenly became emotional, "Let her go, please let her go, she is still sick, she can't"

Before the woman could finish speaking, the man reached out and pinched the woman's chin. He put his face close to the woman, "If you are obedient, I will not move her."

The woman didn't dare to move, she said cautiously: "I'm obedient, tell me, what do you want me to do."

The man glanced at Nan Ke. Although it was covered by sunglasses, Nan Ke still felt a sense of provocation.

This inexplicable provocation baffled Nan Ke.

But the man didn't seem to care what Nan Ke thought, he grabbed the woman's collar roughly, and tore most of the half-opened clothes, "Bite it out, I'll let her go."

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You know what I say;

I know everything!

(End of this chapter)