When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 9 Standing and earning money

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Boss Liao just felt a bit bitter in his mouth.

"But, don't you have me?"

Nan Ke laughed, like a wolf grandmother who tricked the little white rabbit.

I have a system, and I can indeed play, but judging from the standard configuration of spy movies or superhero movies, I obviously need a supporting teammate to help me.

Just like now, if I want to clear the ransom, I have to ask the boss in front of me to help me to do it.

After all, apart from his strength, he is also at the level of a street writer in other places. Nan Ke still has this point in his heart.

"What can you do?" Boss Liao looked at Nan Ke. Although he didn't think Nan Ke had much ability, he still had hope.

"I know the group of people you mentioned." Nan Ke continued: "When you can make them afraid, they will be willing to have a good talk with you."

"It's up to you?" Boss Liao didn't believe it.

"It's up to me." Nan Ke nodded.

The reason why the Snake and Shield Bureau is able to run amok and suppress people like Boss Liao can't lift it up is mainly because the entire Marvel plot has not yet unfolded at this stage.

Without Tony Stark standing in front of the TV and acknowledging his identity, lighting the firewood at the cave entrance, there would be no smoke billowing, and the group of superheroes and super criminals hiding in the cave would not be forced out.

In a world without superheroes and super criminals, the Snake and Shield Agency is naturally able to surpass most people with its well-trained agents and leading countries in technology.

But in a short while, when that Tony returns, the pattern of the whole world will change immediately.

It is exaggerated to say that there are as many superheroes as dogs and super criminals are everywhere, but ordinary people, no matter how rigorous training you have experienced, can only honestly play a supporting role.

Until then, the Snake Shield Bureau, an organization that relies on agents and technology, obviously cannot continue to maintain its 'dominant' position.

To put it bluntly, based on Nan Ke's understanding of the Snake and Shield Bureau, at least in the Marvel movie universe, this organization is almost a set-up, and its role is only to draw out the Avengers.

Boss Liao didn't speak, but there was something wrong with the way he looked at Nan Ke.

It seems to be looking at the second idiot at the head of the village.

After all, this kind of coercion accumulated over the years, this kind of shackles firmly imprisoned in his heart, cannot be changed by Nan Ke's words.

Nan Ke didn't bother to explain, but instead asked, "You don't feel good about kneeling to make money, don't you?"

Boss Liao's face darkened. He is also a well-known figure in the intelligence industry.

He has no shortage of money;

Right, he can barely touch it.

It stands to reason that he has already stood on the heads of most people. To put it bluntly, if he really wants to play the game of changing the life of an ordinary person with one sentence, it is actually not difficult.

However, everything has to be compared.

Nan Ke's words were a bit harsh, but when he asked himself, he was indeed a bit soft in front of those people.

He dare not leave New York with a warning;
When someone gives an order, he has to do it in a ditty way.

Although he was always forced to complain, everyone knew that only incompetence would lead to rage, and if he really had the confidence to find a way, he would have slapped him to greet him.

"It's making money, it's not shabby." Boss Liao squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Immediately, he looked at Nan Ke. He didn't think that Nan Ke would mock him for no reason. Now that he had started, there would definitely be a follow-up.

I don't know why, the more strange Nan Ke behaved, the more he felt that Nan Ke might really be able to perform some miracles.

"Shabby, so fucking shabby." Nan Ke pointed to himself, "I came all the way here to kneel down for them?"

Tossing and tossing on my own is both traversal and systematic, so I naturally stand.

Boss Liao's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't understand for a while whether it was Nan Ke who was mocking himself or expressing his ambition.

After hesitating for a while, he looked at Nan Ke and asked, "Then do you want to stand still, or do you want to make money?"

The corner of Nan Ke's mouth curled up. He suddenly felt that this conversation seemed a little familiar, but he had to say that this line could perfectly fit the current scene and situation.

"I want to stand still and make money."

"Impossible." Boss Liao shook his head.

The line didn't match, obviously Boss Liao hadn't seen the movie.

"Can't you make money?" Nan Ke asked again.

"It's impossible to earn! They've already set their sights on us!"

"Are you afraid of them?"

"Scared!" Boss Liao replied without hesitation.

He usually likes to be tough, but now, he doesn't want to pretend to be strong anymore.

Nan Ke smiled, and waved his hand in front of Boss Liao's eyes.

'Om'

The red Yazakana Blade appeared in Nan Ke's hand out of thin air, and the red lights surrounded it like flames, distorting the surrounding air.

Yazakana, who was 'captive' by Nanke, was still waiting for an opportunity, but when it was burned by the 'flame', it shivered and hid far away outside.

"This, can you make money?" Nan Ke asked.

Boss Liao was quite calm. After all, he was an information dealer. Although he is an ordinary person, he has seen many strange things. He glanced at Nanke's Azakana Blade, pursed his lips and said:

"What kind of high technology is this?" He looked up at Nan Ke again, "How did you get it out?"

"Can you earn it?"

Boss Liao took a closer look, "I've never seen this kind of thing before. If you are willing to hand it over to them, they should pay a lot of money, but in the final analysis, it's no different from me. You still have to kneel."

"This, can you make money?"

Nan Ke raised his other hand, and the moment the white long sword appeared, a miniature tornado converged on the blade, and with the slight adjustment of Nan Ke's movements, the shape was constantly changing.

"This"

Boss Liao stood up in astonishment, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, "This"

"Can you earn it?"

Boss Liao looked at Nan Ke, thought about it, and said cautiously: "Are you human?"

Nan Ke shook his head, reached out and patted Boss Liao on the shoulder, motioning him to follow him.

Behind the tavern is a remote alley, because the surrounding area is covered by shops, so few people usually come here.

Nan Ke asked Boss Liao to stand aside, and he held a knife in both hands. The power in his body was mobilized to the extreme by him, and wind elements that ordinary people could not touch quickly gathered on the blade.

The surroundings began to become dull, like the dead silence on the eve of a storm.

In the eyes of Boss Liao, Nan Ke seemed to hold a wind eye in his hand, just when he was having difficulty breathing.

Nan Ke gave a low snort.

'hasaki'

A tornado as high as a three- to four-story building descended suddenly, accompanied by the sound of countless glass shattering, the entire street seemed to be swallowed by a storm.

Boss Liao stood beside him, hugging the street lamp tightly with both arms, like a flat boat in a tsunami.

next moment.

Nan Ke withdrew the Yazakana Blade, his face was a little pale, he walked up to Boss Liao, first patted the trembling Boss Liao, then raised his hands holding the knife and summoning elements and asked:
"This and this, can you stand up and earn money?"

Boss Liao took a long time to calm down, and put his fists on his chest, "Dare to ask. Where is the sacred?"

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I just want to ask you a question;
How many votes did Liu Ye vote for? ?

(End of this chapter)