Penguin players

Chapter 247 The Old One Needed by Zaun...

"You... asshole..."

Meimu stood up from the ground with difficulty, her trembling legs prevented her from exerting her own strength, and Li Ke was planning to give her a blow, but he felt the strength covering his hands disappear.

Obviously, the lady goddess withdrew the power in his hand to prevent him from doing some strange things.

And at this time, he also realized that his behavior just now may, probably, maybe...

Some presumptuous.

"Well, that, this is actually a misunderstanding."

Li Ke scratched his head, wanting to explain, but for some reason, things that he would usually feel ashamed of, now felt indifferent.

"Death to me!"

Meimu rushed towards Li Ke with difficulty, but because of her physical discomfort, Li Ke easily grabbed her arm, and then unceremoniously embraced her in his arms, severely imprisoning her struggle stand up.

"Don't be so irritable, come and have a drink."

Putting the wine bottle that he had taken a sip against Meimu's tight mouth, Li Ke realized again that he seemed a little too bold.

But at this time, Meimu also pursed her lips, looked at him with red eyes, and said every word, gritting her teeth.

"Is this how you treat a widow?"

"Then I'll knock on your door tonight?"

Li Ke showed a smile.

"asshole!"

Meimu became even more angry, but her body became weaker and weaker. The injury she suffered just now, and the fact that she was tightly imprisoned by Li Ke made her strength less and less.

Just when Meimu felt that Li Ke's hands were becoming more dishonest, the door of the tavern suddenly rang.

Then, a gloomy man appeared in front of Li Ke.

It was a man with one side of his face disfigured and one eyeball turned red. He was thin and thin, but he had a different kind of sinister aura.

He looked at Li Ke, who was sitting on a chair with an Ionian woman in his arms, and Fandre's subordinates who had fallen to the ground, and Fandre, whose scalp was bleeding, subconsciously raised his cigar, He took a sharp breath.

"Kill that man and bring Van der out!"

He gave the order without hesitation, and then he began to retreat, preparing to wait for the end of the battle.

But he saw an incredible scene.

His subordinates flew out like meteorites, directly smashed a lamp post, and it seemed that he could not survive, and he himself was in a trance when he was grabbed by the man who was still sitting on the chair just now. Hold the collar.

"You are very arrogant, dare to speak to me, the future Zaun speaker?"

Li Ke looked at Shirko, who would become Vander in the future, and showed a sarcasm smile, and then threw his thin body to Vander who was in a semi-comatose state.

And those subordinates brought by Fandre were beaten by Meimu, who was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger.

Silko, who fell to the ground, looked at the cigar he had dropped on the ground, and his subordinates who looked like fallen leaves in a strong wind. He wondered where these two freaks came from, and at the same time thought of Li What Ke said.

"I can only fight, but I can't be the boss of Zaun."

He shook his head, looked at Li Ke's neat clothes, and sneered even more.

"And you, an uptown person..."

"I'm an Ionian. I just came here a few days ago, probably less than a week."

Li Ke directly broke the door of his own house.

"........."

I said what the hell, why didn't I know there was someone like you!

And why are you an Ionian meddling in our affairs?Have you been to Zaun?Do you know what Zaun lacks?

Why do you dare to say that you want to be the boss!
Silko's heart is now full of anger that he doesn't know how to describe.

He didn't understand what happened to Li Ke, an inexplicable guy, why he came here suddenly, but when he looked into Li Ke's eyes, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He remembered a dream he had when he was taking a nap today, a somewhat vague dream, in which a miraculous leader appeared in Zaun, and then led the people of Zaun to an unprecedented peak.

this person……

"You are……"

Shirko looked at Li Ke, but couldn't speak the words in his mouth.

The man in the dream is highly respected, although he is young, he is full of vitality and holiness, and he is sincere and unpretentious, which can be regarded as a model of a real man.

If he read the one in front of him correctly, when they came in, the person in front of him was touching that female ninja's ass?

Is a man?
His heart was full of doubts, and the scene in the dream could not explain anything.

But is it really a dream?

And what's the matter with this feeling of being able to trust the man opposite?

is magic?
Shirko's heart was full of doubts.

Li Ke looked at his sudden change of expression, and thought that his 'simulator' might be the ghost, and the effect that everyone had a vague memory of him had worked.

In fact, he himself would be affected too, and Meim was right, he did want to overthrow the existing order of Zaun and Piltover for some inexplicable reason.

But it's not just because he feels that his temper can't bear those old masters Huang, so he simply fast forwards to anti-fucking and it's over.

It is also because of the influence of simulation.

Yes, even if the memory is blurred, Li Ke can still feel the impact of those times on him, and his obsession with Zaan has become very heavy.

When he was in Ionia before, this situation was not very obvious. He had seen a lot of Ionia and knew enough about Ionia, so he naturally didn't regard it as a country in the past.

But the scenery and daily life here are extremely close to the place he remembers most deeply.

In addition, in the simulation, what I do is what I actually want to do the most, and it is logical that the influence is greater than in Ionia.

"Why can't I be the boss?"

Li Ke pointed to the top of his head.

"The group of idiots above who only understand their own interests are not worthy of being the boss. And you and Van der have neither knowledge nor insight. A conservative dog and a madman can be described as a fool and a lunatic. You say, Why can't I, an Ionian, be the boss?"

"Your actions and thoughts are too childish, and you have never thought about one thing."

Li Ke squatted down and looked at Shirko who fell on the ground.

"What Zaun needs is never the respect of the so-called Upper City people, but your own strength. The more you desire the so-called respect of the Picheng people, the more you prove one thing."

"You all despise Zaun yourself, and you want to be Piltovers, not Zaunites like trash... The more you hate Piltovers, the more you want to be Piltovers."

"You don't have the guts to leave Piltover and do it yourself."

Shirko's eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)