When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 7
"Why is there him in the tavern!"

Boss Liao was sitting on the stool, holding a glass of water that Nan Ke had just handed over to him. He looked calm on the surface, but the constant ripples on the water had actually exposed his true feelings.

Nan Ke was sitting opposite Boss Liao. Boss Liao invited him to drink tea yesterday, so he naturally wanted to invite him back.

Of course, with Nanke's current financial resources, he could only afford plain water, but he still boiled the plain water very carefully, which was regarded as inviting Boss Liao to taste "hometown water".

"Then tell me, why shouldn't there be him in the tavern?" Nan Ke glanced at Boss Liao. He has become more and more adapted to his new identity and this new world.

Many times what seems to be a difficult thing, in fact, as long as you take the first step, it will naturally come to fruition later.

And for people of Nan Ke's generation who have rich experience in online games and online novels, it is actually not difficult to imagine the scene they are in now as Grand Theft Auto.

"Is he a wine?" Boss Liao glanced at the empty wine rack. This was the 'cleanest' bar he had ever seen, so clean that there was not even a drop of alcohol.

However, something that other bars did not have appeared in front of him very strangely.

Nan Ke laughed, pointed at Boss Liao, and said, "We are all Chinese, and there is no wife in the wife's cake, so why is there wine in the tavern?"

"It's not the same thing." Boss Liao shook his head, "At least there is no husband in the wife cake."

"Almost the same nature." Nan Ke stood up, walked to the corner, and reached out to pat Han Mo's head.

Perhaps it was because Nanke's previous method of beheading Yazakana was too rough, which caused this 'host' to still not wake up.

But I have to say that although Justin Hammer has no talent as an arms dealer, he can definitely be regarded as a golden man among fertilizers. In terms of 'cultivating' Yazakana, one can beat several.

Last night, he struggled for a long time before successfully beheading the Yazakana, and reaping a generous reward.

And now, he was going to extract the remaining value of this 'prey'.

"When Hanmo Industry gives the money, I guarantee that he can go back in full."

Compared with the group of terrorists who kidnapped Tony Stark, Nan Ke felt that he was definitely a moral model among his peers. At least he didn't force Justin Hammer to go to the cave to knock iron lumps.

Of course, Nan Ke doesn't like the ex-wife missile, so it's okay to remove the last two words.

"How do you guarantee that Hanmo Industry will pay?" Boss Liao glanced at Hanmo, "Or, how much do you think this waste snack is worth?"

Not everyone is the cash cow of the enterprise like Tony Stark. Without him, the entire enterprise will lose its core competitiveness.

For people like Justin Hammer, there are countless people in the board of directors of Hammer Industry who wish that he would finish the game immediately, and then join forces to swallow up his shares.

But in terms of danger, the danger of kidnapping Stark is not much different from that of kidnapping Han Mo. Therefore, anyone who can kidnap Han Mo will not think about it at all.

"I don't want much." Nan Ke returned to his seat and sat down, tapped his fingers on the table, "1000 million dollars is enough for most of my life."

"One..." Boss Liao didn't come up with the rebuttal he had planned. He looked at Nan Ke in astonishment, "You tied him back just for 1000 million?"

"Does it make sense to ask for more?" Nan Ke asked rhetorically.

As for money, if it was in the previous life, naturally the more the better.

But in the Marvel world, with the system in place, things like money are really enough for Nan Ke.

"If that's all you want, they'll still pay."

This amount of money is not much, and it doesn't even need to be approved by the board of directors. The group of people in the group who are loyal to Hanmo can pay it themselves.

"I mean, I want 1000 million." Nan Ke corrected, "but the ransom is [-] million."

Boss Liao glanced at Nan Ke again when he heard the words, and rubbed his fingers, "It's not too much, but what are you going to do with the remaining 9000 million?"

"Split it out." Nan Ke sighed, "This kind of money is hot, so we can only find some people to help spread the heat."

It is said to disperse heat, but at the same time it can be regarded as confusing.

This method is actually a bit naive, but it is this kind of naivety that is sometimes the best cover-up.

After all, no one would believe that someone kidnapped Han Mo for the mere 1000 million US dollars.

"Hey, take 1000 million and keep [-] million, you are also a weirdo, no, the group of people behind you are all weirdos!"

"Who told you there was someone behind me?"

Nan Ke glanced at him, if there was someone behind him, why would he need to find him?

"No one?" Boss Liao twitched his mouth, obviously not believing it, "Brother, it's not interesting to play tricks on me now."

"Since I let you in, I didn't intend to hide anything from you." Nan Keyu said earnestly: "After all, you are part of the 1000 million."

"." Boss Liao's face collapsed, "What do you mean by that?"

Nan Ke shook his head and said, "No other meaning. I definitely wouldn't say that the address was provided by you, let alone that you sent someone to send it to me."

"hiss!"

Boss Liao took a deep breath, stared at Nan Ke for a long time before saying, "No wonder the old saying goes, little boy has a bad heart."

"Boss Liao." Nan Ke raised his head, "We are destined for each other."

"Nie Yuan, our two are really Nie Yuan!" Boss Liao was annoyed.

Nan Ke stood up, walked behind Boss Liao, and put a hand on his shoulder, "Don't care what the fate is, since we met, why bother to plot against each other?"

Boss Liao's face remained unchanged, "What calculation?"

Nan Ke sighed again, and shifted his eyes to the left. The Yazakana that he 'raised' at the door of his house yesterday is now in Boss Liao's ear.

When people have no distracting thoughts, they are like eggs without gaps. How can they attract flies?
Although Nan Ke didn't know what Boss Liao was planning, but he could confirm that his compatriot had something in his heart.

"I have to ask you." Nan Ke bent down and inadvertently pushed away the Yazakana. Now he felt more and more that it was a good thing for him to keep the Yazakana.

Boss Liao didn't speak. He could feel that Nan Ke's hand on his shoulder was getting heavier and heavier. At the same time, the air around him seemed to be thickening, which somehow made him flustered.

A drop of sweat appeared on his forehead. After Boss Liao was silent for a few minutes, his body suddenly relaxed.

"If it weren't for the fact that you and I are compatriots, I would definitely not bother to help you!"

These words obviously have the taste of a dead duck's mouth.

But Nan Ke still properly relaxed the strength in his hands, and at the same time allowed the air to flow again.

"My fellow villagers are teary-eyed when they see fellow villagers. Tell me, what's going on?"

Nan Ke believes that Boss Liao is not the kind of person who intends to harm him. There is a high probability that a third party is involved.

Boss Liao looked at the store door in a strange way. The door and the windows hadn't been moved. Why was the room suddenly unobstructed and then stuffy, "Brother, you need to install a medium-sized air conditioner in your store."

"...seriously."

Boss Liao wiped his forehead and said earnestly: "Run, run now, don't think about money, life is better than anything else."

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Let's vote, vote now, it's useless if it's rotten in your hands, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)