When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 158
"Cough cough."

Nan Ke coughed lightly and interrupted Boss Liao's opening speech at the Spring Festival Gala.

Nan Ke is well aware of Boss Liao's vocabulary skills. If the fat man is really allowed to let go and talk, it will take less than three hours to warm up.

"The people here tonight are all our own people."

Since you are all your own people, don't torture your own people.

"Yes, yes, yes." Boss Liao echoed, "We don't need to follow any rules if we are all our own people. Eat and drink well, eat well and drink well."

Nan Ke didn't give Boss Liao a chance to continue, and drank the cold water in the cup he picked up in one gulp.

The 'opening ceremony' was over, and then the atmosphere became harmonious.

After all, there are three spirits, even if it is a woman with a shy personality, it is difficult to feel that there is something wrong with it.

Although the opening ceremony at the beginning is missing, it is still necessary to make a summary of this year and a vision for the future.

The spokesperson was still Boss Liao. Nan Ke sat in his seat and was mainly responsible for filling his stomach. By the way, he would echo Boss Liao's words.

Halfway through the meal, Nan Ke looked at the delicate table in front of him, and suddenly asked, "By the way, is this Mrs. Li also a good friend of Mr. Cao?"

"right?"

Boss Liao also put down his chopsticks, and after cushioning his stomach for a while, he took over the job of warming up.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The old man in the straw hat waved his hand and poked the old man in the top hat with his elbow.

"Mrs. Li quite likes him, but this bad old man has a family, tsk, otherwise we can eat this kind of food every day."

The old man in the top hat rolled his eyes, but he didn't deny it.

Obviously, in the circle of these old men and old ladies, many things are recognized by the big guys, and there is no point in denying them forcefully, it is better to acquiesce.

"Then why?"

Boss Liao pointed to the dishes.

He has been here for nearly ten years, and he has only eaten twice.

The first time, Mrs. Li died of her husband, and today is the second time.

I didn't know, I thought it was her husband who died and lived and died again.

"It's not because you are rushing." The straw hat old man looked at his boss, showing two yellowed front teeth, "I just told Mrs. Li that my boss is seriously ill and is going to have an operation tonight, and I don't know Can you survive?
Just thinking about having a taste of her hometown food before going, the old lady didn't say much when she heard it, she immediately put down her dance partner, went back and started packing and cooking, so that she could deliver it immediately. "

"." Boss Liao's jaw twitched.

But thinking that if Nan Ke goes well tonight, then he himself will inject the strengthening potion tonight.

In this way, although there are some discrepancies overall, it cannot be completely called nonsense.

After all, if he fails, the result seems to be no different from the result of a key operation failure.

"Ha ha."

Thinking of this, he sneered, picked up another large intestine, and stopped warming up, ready to eat back.

"The neighbors in this neighborhood are all pretty good."

Nan Ke remembered that the old man in the straw hat asked for the door couplet of his tavern from a nearby acquaintance.

Also, I was walking nearby, and when I met some familiar faces, the other party would greet me enthusiastically, even if I didn't remember who the other party was.

But this kind of warm interaction, for a newcomer who does not have a sense of security and belonging, is like the sunshine that appears on the window sill on time most mornings, which can give him a kind of warmth.

"Who says it's not?" The old man in the top hat echoed, even though he seldom talked to those old men and women, but he lived for 20 years anyway, even if he had little contact with each other every day, it would be more if he accumulated little. .

This area is said to be in the beautiful country, but nine out of ten people living nearby are yellow-skinned compatriots, and they are all old neighbors.

Over the years, those who come and go, in this foreign land, have already formed a deep bond with each other.

Of course, the weird guy next door to the tavern is considered one of the few rat shit, and has always been isolated from the normal interpersonal circle.

The straw hat old man also laughed, as if he knew that his boss was about to step into the ranks of superhumans, so he made a rare joke.

"So, we have to work harder. If aliens really call one day, let alone save the world, but at least we have to keep them, right?"

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dinner is over;

Graves's woman stood up first and took over the rest of the cleaning;
The little girl obediently followed behind her mother, helping to clean up some trash on the table.

The old man in the straw hat rolled up his sleeves and prepared to help, but the old man in the top hat pulled the corner of his clothes.

"The family of three is enjoying themselves, why are you going to spoil the atmosphere?" the old man in the top hat reminded in a low voice.

"Forehead."

The old man in the straw hat patted his forehead, looked at Graves who had already put on the sleeve cage, rubbed his presbyopic eyes in disbelief, and murmured:
"I'll be good, this guy is going to wash the dishes?"

"What's the matter with washing the dishes?" The old man in the top hat poked the old man's back again, "After a while, he will have to work as a bartender and security next door."

"Too."

The straw hat old man looked up, saw Nan Ke and Boss Liao going out, and squatted down on the curb at the door.

"Boss is going to get an injection tonight?"

"If Nan Ke succeeds, I'm afraid we will fight."

The old man in the top hat shook his head, then patted the old man in the straw hat on the shoulder, "Let's go, the bosses have their affairs, and we also have ours. The boss told me a lot of things in the morning, follow me Go get ready."

"okay."

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On the curb, squatting two figures.

Boss Liao took out two cigarettes, lit one first, and then handed the cigarette and lighter to Nan Ke.

Nan Ke hesitated for a moment, took it, and lit it.

Feeling the nicotine in his body and the smoke in front of his eyes, Nan Ke's thoughts suddenly returned to the night when he first came here.

That is, in this vicinity, there was no boss Liao at that time, nor did he have the current ability.

I was like a little quail, trembling on the corner of the street.

"Hey, you're nervous!"

Boss Liao spoke beside him, interrupting Nan Ke's memory.

Nan Ke glanced at him, but didn't answer, nor was he angry.

After all, it's better to end this unpleasant memory sooner.

"How did you get it?"

"You obviously quit smoking, but you still smoke now, aren't you nervous?"

Boss Liao pointed out his little thoughts.

"If you're really not sure, why don't you take it slow?" Boss Liao said again: "I'm serious, there's no need to hurry, it's not like an alien will call tomorrow, and even if they do, there's still A group of superheroes, isn't it?"

Nan Ke took a deep puff of the cigarette butt, and then spit out a large piece of smoke.

"But who knows, which side will the group of superheroes save first?"

Nan Ke pointed to himself, and then to the nearby streets, "According to old man Cao, how can we say that we have to keep them too?"

(End of this chapter)