When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 66 Bullseye
The originally quiet night was like a barrel of ignited oil at this time, directly omitting the foreplay and entering the final stage of burning oil.

The shouts and insults directly shattered the tranquility of the night, and scared away a few crows that were parked on the nearby treetops.

Silly Seven may not be good in other aspects, but at this time he showed a keen judgment.

He successfully judged the opponent's approximate number of people and firepower.

And what follows, there is no reward and no complacency, there is only endless escape.

The terrain here is actually very suitable for hiding, and therefore, this group of addicts chose it as a temporary stronghold.

But maybe they didn't even think that it was not them who enjoyed this terrain treatment, but a plainclothes note.

The baseball bat used as a crutch had been thrown as a weapon earlier, so that Sha Qi staggered a little while running.

But fortunately, as a policeman who has been on the front line for a long time, he has not given up on physical exercise after work. In terms of physical strength, he is definitely ahead of these addicts by more than one block.

Even if he gave the group of addicts behind him a leg at this time, he was still running at the forefront like a leading horse, and even gradually distanced himself from the group of addicts behind him.

But before long, Sha Qi's luck seems to be running out.

After turning a corner, a wall of red bricks appeared ahead.

Logically speaking, there should be a road here, and this wall is probably built illegally.

"Damn, damn, damn! When I go back, I must find the relevant department to investigate and punish you to death!"

Looking around quickly, Sha Qi saw a messy thatched shed beside him.

Walking over quickly, with his back bent, Sha Qi almost curled up his whole body, trying to hide himself.

The fast-paced escape made his breathing messy, but at this moment, he could only restrain his instinct desperately, try to lower his breathing rate, so that his head felt a little dizzy.

In front, footsteps appeared again, and there were about seven or eight people.

"Where did that insanity go!?"

Sha Qi cursed secretly in his heart.

Nan Ke lured him over and tricked him into opening the door, but now he was being hunted down, but Nan Ke himself ran away without a trace.

If you say that Nan Ke's tossing so much is targeting him, Sha Qi doesn't believe it. He is stupid, but he has a compulsion in his heart, and it's not worth it to deal with himself.

But where did he go?

Nan Ke knew that there were people inside the door, but he didn't actually know how many there were.

But according to his own understanding, when doing this kind of thing that makes him ecstasy, either one person hides and does it secretly; or two people cooperate with each other to do it; at most, three people play together patterns.

No matter how much, Nan Ke couldn't accept it.

And with Sha Qi's body and fighting skills, even though he is injured, it will be difficult to deal with the three addicts, but it is not life-threatening.

With this time, I can also see if this person is acting righteous and fearless, or if he really possesses the qualities of a superhero.

If he really has this quality, but lacks the strength
Nan Ke glanced at Xiao Zha floating in front of him. In a sense, Xiao Zha's mutation was due to himself.

As far as I am concerned, for a 'humanoid world rune', if I really want to tinker with someone with a superpower, it seems that it is not impossible.

After all, Yazakana can do it, so why not humans?
"Even I subconsciously want to find an opportunity to see if I can get him some benefits. Is this considered, stupid people have stupid luck?"

Nan Ke couldn't help laughing at Sha Qi who was cautiously listening to the movement inside the ground gate.

But at the next moment, Nan Ke's eyes suddenly moved slightly, and his gaze shifted directly from Sha Qi to an alley not far away.

Here, there was an unusual aura just now.

And this unusualness was jointly certified by the small slag and the air.

Such things as aura, when spit out from many people's mouths, describe a feeling.

Generally speaking, a person's mental outlook, appearance, and even manners can affect the aura.

In Nan Ke's "perception", things like aura can actually be more materialized and materialized, because the strong and the weak have different effects on the surrounding air and environment.

This difference is somewhat similar to mass, that is, the difference in the pressure of the body weight on the nearby space. The higher the pressure, the more strength it contains in the body or can be mobilized, and vice versa.

Of course, this kind of aura perception is actually very 'one-sided', and it's fine to use it as an irrelevant reference. If you really use this as the main label to measure your strength, you're courting death!

"Super criminal?"

Nan Ke frowned, and then glanced at Sha Qi who was standing at the door moaning.

The next moment, a breeze blew him up, and his whole body seemed to lose weight, and he floated towards the entrance of the alley in the night.

He was going to take a look, and believed that even if that person was strong, he wouldn't kill him for no reason.

After all, I am not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others now.

The wind can be violent or invisible.

After all, Nan Ke was a notebook writer in his previous life. He may have lacked actual combat experience before, but his theoretical knowledge and all kinds of fancy gameplay will definitely crush many heroes in Runeterra.

Maybe all kinds of fancy techniques and skills that I tinkered up by myself may seem a little playful and fancy in front of a real master, but it is undeniable that at least for Nan Ke himself at this stage, these skills are very practical.

Nanke quietly came to the entrance of the alley. The alley is not wide, only about 1.5 meters. The walls on both sides are covered with various kinds of ghost graffiti, and the base of the wall exudes an old smell.

Resisting his patience and walking more than ten meters inside, Nan Ke suddenly heard a strange sound from a deeper place.

It seemed that someone was scratching the wall with their nails, and at the same time, they could hear the dull shouting sound similar to someone covering their mouth and nose.

"Kidnapping, or"

Nan Ke narrowed his eyes, and then drifted in for a while.

Passing a crossroad, Nan Ke saw several figures appearing at the end of the alley ahead.

Uniform black attire, with tattoos on exposed muscles, but no pinhole marks.

At this moment, three men in black were carrying a man whose hands and feet were bound and a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, trying to stuff it into a snakeskin bag.

And the super criminal I perceived before stood at the outermost position, wearing a silver-gray windbreaker, and the moonlight reflected on his smooth head.

Nan Ke squinted his eyes, looked at it for a while, and suddenly recognized the identity of the bald man.

Bullseye!

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(End of this chapter)