When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 37 Trading
When the roar of the engine began to growl, Graves shook his head like a drunkard just waking up from a dream, feeling that the illusion in his mind was gradually disappearing.

When the warm red light faded away, he realized that he was in a cold and dark room.

The smell of light perfume that was still lingering on the tip of the nose a moment ago has been dispelled by the damp musty smell. It seems that the whole world has been turned upside down suddenly, and all the good things have turned into cruelty in an instant.

Graves was stunned, and it took him a while to react. He walked to the window, looked at the convoy below, then took two steps back, and dragged a bloody man to the window.

"It's them?"

The man was in poor condition, his entire face was stained with blood, he looked like a zombie that had just been eaten in a zombie movie.

".Yes, that's them."

The masculinity is like gossamer, in fact, if it wasn't for Graves sitting there with a sneer from time to time, which made him dare not relax in the slightest, he would not be able to persist until now with his willpower.

Graves got a satisfactory answer, nodded his head, and then let go of his hands.

'boom'

The man hit the floor and passed out immediately.

Graves doesn't like this kind of fandom. If there is a subdivision in the criminal business, then this kind of fandom and smugglers should be regarded as the bottom of the chain of contempt in the entire business.

Graves and his partner caused troubles and cheated everywhere in Runeterra, but the things they committed were basically fraud, robbery, kidnapping, etc., relying on hard power to make a living, and they have never been contaminated. and snakes.

Thinking of his partner, Graves frowned, and then his figure disappeared into the darkness. Taking advantage of the moonlight shining in from outside, Graves began to organize his affairs.

Two snatched standard pistols, a submachine gun and a shotgun found from Fantou, and two grenades.

"After the business here is over, I still have to find someone to customize it."

Graves lit a cigar, and in the rising smoke, checked the status of all the firearms.

This configuration is a bit shabby, let alone compared with the luxurious fleet below, even ordinary gun enthusiasts have more than that in their homes.

At this moment, he suddenly missed the weapon he had in Runeterra.

But fortunately, according to his understanding of the technological level of this world, it is not difficult to rebuild one, as long as he is willing to spend money on it.

"hiss."

Graves' face suddenly twitched, he subconsciously ignored the warm yellow light and the warm living room that had just appeared in his mind, and murmured pretending to be enlightened:

"No wonder I want to make money so desperately. It turns out that I miss the old guy."

People, when faced with facts that they cannot accept, will always logically and self-consistently put an inexplicable reason in their minds.

And obviously, Graves was human too.

The black convoy stopped after driving to the designated location.

This is an open space, about half the size of a football field. It was originally planned to build some public facilities here for fitness and entertainment for nearby residents.

But planning is planning. In the actual implementation process, the developer did not know where to come up with a perfect report, which included various statistics and the voices of nearby residents.

According to the report, the residents of Hell's Kitchen have a rich spiritual and material life, and there is no need to waste resources to build public fitness and entertainment facilities.

Therefore, public facilities are gone;
The money that should have been used to build public facilities was directly embezzled by the developer to build a commercial building in another location.

Over time, this place was abandoned until it was used as a venue for illegal transactions by local forces based on the principle of making the best use of everything.

the door is pulled open;

Boss Liao got out of the car with the old man in the top hat, and more than a dozen people got out of the other cars one after another, all of them in black suits and leather shoes.

The old man in the straw hat got out of the car at the end, the black object in his hand reflected cold light under the moonlight, and behind him, two people got out of the car with a man whose head was covered by a black cloth bag.

Boss Liao glanced back at the man in the middle, and felt a little more at ease. Speaking of which, he hadn't been to this kind of scene in person for many years, but the scene at this time made him feel a little younger.

"What about people?"

"Ahead." The old man in the top hat pointed in another direction.

Three unpretentious extended Mercedes-Benz and a mini truck were parked on the side of the road. After taking their seats at Boss Liao's side, a total of seven or eight people got out of the three cars.

"Just these few people? What's in the truck?"

"Boss, they are here to ransom people. If the battle gets really serious and is exposed by the media, their stock will surely drop by more than ten percent tomorrow. As for the inside of the truck, it may be money."

"Hehe, that's all they have in their minds, so they're really not afraid that we'll be blackmailed." Boss Liao squinted his eyes, and suddenly thought of another possibility, "Over there, did you send someone here? "

Over there, it refers to the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Bureau.

"Shouldn't have come."

"Then they dare to do this?"

The old man Pushan scratched his head. He was in charge of contacting the other party, so he had a better understanding of these situations, "Maybe they really only have those things in their minds."

"Okay, then you go." Boss Liao waved his hand, he was too lazy to contact the people of Hanmo Industry.

It's not that I find it troublesome, it's just that I don't like it.

With light steps, he walked to the back of the team, raised his hand and patted Justin Hammer on the shoulder.

"Tsk, this shoulder is much stronger."

"He has a big heart and a fat body." The old man Pu Shan responded with a smile.

It's strange to say that the old man Pushan had a little disdain for Justin Hammer before. After all, this person's reputation in the circle is really bad, not to mention his incompetence, and his personality is not good.

But this time, after contacting him for a few days by taking advantage of the kidnapping, the old man Pushan was a little surprised by Justin's performance, not that he was a genius.

It simply refers to his character and temper. In the face of all kinds of difficulties and tricks, he actually showed a taste of "seeing through the world".

The old man Pushan obviously didn't know about the existence of young demons like Yazakana, and he didn't know that after Nan Ke invited him back, he gave him a VIP exclusive soul cupping service for free.

He just felt that Justin Hammer had 'Buddha nature', so he specially asked the people below to deliver more meat and vegetables when delivering meals, in order to see how much he had enlightened.

Han Mo didn't let him down, he ate so much that his face was full of greasy food, and he gained more than a dozen catties by eating forcibly.

"Forgiving?" Boss Liao was puzzled.

"The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains."

"Hehe." Boss Liao didn't know what the old man in the top hat was talking about, but he didn't care. He looked up at the moonlight and felt that the smell in the air had become a little fresher. "Hurry up and hand over the man, the handover is over." Take the money and leave."

"Row."

The old man in the top hat led the people past.

Boss Liao watched from behind, subconsciously preparing to rub his belly.

But at this moment;
A red figure suddenly descended from a tall building not far away.

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But at this moment;
A person rushed over suddenly, with a 'snap', leaving a few monthly tickets and recommendation tickets behind!
(End of this chapter)