When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 259 Call me

"The Great Wall will never fall, and the Yellow River will flow for thousands of miles!"

Boss Liao's shop echoed with Boss Liao's non-standard Mandarin singing.

But in fact, apart from ignoring some inaccurate pronunciation, at least his tune can be closed. Compared with many real soul singers, Boss Liao's singing voice should be above the passing line.

But even so, Nan Ke still used his super mental strength to directly 'shield' Boss Liao's performance, focusing his eyes on the hot pot in front of him and the TV broadcasting real-time news on the opposite side.

When I was young, few people would like to watch this kind of news. Even if they did, they were forced by the elders in the family, or to select stories from these news that could be used to write argumentative essays.

But as he grew older, especially after the Internet began to be filled with more and more fake news and eye-catching jokes, Nan Ke found that this kind of news is actually quite interesting, at least it is true.

And generally speaking, this kind of real-time news broadcast is more to tell you what happened, so that you can analyze and think by yourself, instead of being like many so-called popular science bloggers on the Internet, who are carrying "science popularization" at the same time. While selling private goods, it directly deprives you of your ability to think.

Sol sat between Nanke and Boss Liao. Boss Liao, who is proficient in wine table culture, did not forget to display the skills inherited from the motherland while singing about the motherland, which really made Sol feel at home.

And the 'dish' of hot pot is definitely the one with the widest audience and the highest acceptance among all the dishes.

From the oily stains on the corner of Sol's mouth, one can see the satisfaction and joy in his heart.

Another piece of hot-boiled mutton was forked from the pot, and Sol bumped Nan Ke with his shoulder, "If you don't eat it, I'll finish it?"

Nan Ke turned his head and found that when Saul was talking, his gaze was still in the pot.

In Boss Liao's words, eating hot pot is to rush to eat, and it tastes good if you don't eat enough. Therefore, he didn't prepare a lot of ingredients. What he pursued was the feeling of wanting the next time after eating.

"You can eat, don't worry, if you still want to eat, there will be more tomorrow."

Nan Ke put down his chopsticks and began to concentrate on watching TV.

After his level has been raised several times, his need for food has been decreasing.

It may be because its body will automatically reduce its consumption in normal times, or it may be that it can extract more energy from limited food.

In short, Nan Ke chooses to eat most of the time, just to satisfy his appetite.

"Don't worry, what if it's just like Boss Liao said, and they find it by themselves?"

Saul buried his head and continued to eat, and while eating, he managed to part his mouth to comfort Nanke.

At the same moment, Nan Ke suddenly saw a familiar reporter on the TV news.

This reporter, Nan Ke still remembers, was the reporter who knocked on the door to interview him when he had just mastered the power of the blast and used it to fool Boss Liao into creating that tornado.

It seems that the last time I "raised the trouble" did not stop his nonsense behavior, because now he is actually saying that the light show in New York will not cause excessive energy consumption, nor will it increase carbon emissions.

It’s really nothing to say these things, but then, he even started to blame the industrial development of the third world countries, thinking that because these countries emitted too much carbon dioxide, they caused global warming.

This extreme double standard, as well as this obviously rhythmic behavior, directly made Nan Ke want to change the channel.

After all, he didn't watch the news to watch this mentally handicapped show.

However, just as he grabbed the remote control, a shadow suddenly appeared behind the reporter.

Judging from the nearby lighting layout, it is obvious that there should be no shadows at this location, and even if the front of the location where the reporter is lighting up is blocked, the shadows are not so huge.

Judging by the buildings behind, Nan Ke even felt that the shadow was big enough to hide an entire knight order.

Um.
Nan Ke didn't know why the adjective 'Knights' suddenly popped up in his mind, but...
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Nan Ke silently glanced at Sol, then at Boss Liao, and then looked at the TV again.

Are the mouths of these two people open?
The reporter on the TV suddenly shook his shoulders, as if he was shivering, but after a while, he returned to normal, even the expression on his face did not change at all, and he continued to make up nonsense.

Nan Ke pressed the on/off button of the remote control and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. At least Hecarim hadn't gone mad enough to kill directly in the center of New York.

If because of his own reasons, there was a massacre in the Marvel universe, Nan Ke felt that that oaa would definitely let him go!

Even if he is really a world rune, Nan Ke doesn't think he has the slightest chance of winning in front of oaa, after all, the two are not on the same level at all.

"Boss Liao."

"Huh?" Boss Liao put down his wine glass and looked at Nan Ke with some doubts.

"Walk west of Times Square, what is the approximate place?"

"West?" Boss Liao thought for a while, "I don't know how far you have to go, but if you keep walking, you can probably come to us. Why, do you want to go out?"

"Hehe, are you sure it's our place?" Nan Ke confirmed again.

"Yes, we are just to the west, what's wrong?" Boss Liao was at a loss.

"It's okay, just eating hot pot and singing, someone really hit me up."

"." Boss Liao.

"It's really here?" Boss Liao opened his mouth, and he just said it casually. Did he really guess right?

"It's really coming."

Nan Ke stood up and patted Sol on the shoulder, "Are you full to digest?"

"belch."

Sol hiccupped, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and stood up with a hammer in his hand, "Is that the traitor who came back here?"

"Yes."

"Hey, Asgard hates traitors!"

"Where people hate the most is a traitor."

Nan Ke and Sol walked out of the shop, but Boss Liao didn't follow.

"Why don't you call him?" Saul looked back at the shop, "It's safer to stay with us."

"Their target is not ordinary people, it is very likely me."

Nan Ke pointed to himself.

If their target is ordinary people, then they should be killed directly in Times Square;

But how did they find themselves?

Nan Ke didn't think Hecarim could be compared with Ryze, no matter in terms of strength or means.

At this time, Nan Ke seemed to have thought of something, and said to Sol: "Call me."

"."

Saul froze for a moment, "Are you serious?"

"Seriously, hurry up and give me a call."

(End of this chapter)