Chapter 238: The Old Man Zuan Needs...
"You... bastard..."
Mei Mu stood up from the ground with difficulty. Her trembling legs made it impossible for her to exert her strength. Li Ke was planning to give her another blow, but he felt the power on his hands disappear.
Obviously, the goddess took back the power in his hands to prevent him from doing something strange.
At this time, he also realized that his behavior just now might, probably, perhaps...
That's a bit outrageous.
"Well, this is actually a misunderstanding."
Li Ke scratched his head and wanted to explain, but for some reason, things that he would normally feel embarrassed about now made him feel indifferent.
"Die!"
Mei Mu rushed towards Li Ke with difficulty, but because of her physical discomfort, her arm was easily caught by Li Ke, who then held her in his arms without any hesitation, and restrained her struggle.
"Don't be so grumpy, come and have a drink."
After putting the bottle of wine he had just taken a sip from in front of , Li Ke finally realized that he seemed to have been too bold.
But at this time, Mei Mu also pursed her lips, looked at him with red eyes, and spoke every word with gritted teeth.
"Is that how you treat a widow?"
"Then I'll knock on your door tonight?"
Li Ke smiled.
"asshole!"
Mei Mu became even angrier in her heart, but her body was becoming weaker and weaker. The injuries she had just received, as well as the fact that she was now being held tightly by Li Ke, made her strength diminish.
Just when Mei Mu felt that Li Ke's hands were becoming more and more dishonest, the door of the tavern suddenly rang.
Then, a man with a gloomy face appeared in front of Li Ke.
He was a man with one side of his face disfigured and one of his eyes turned red. He was thin, but had a unique sinister aura.
He looked at Li Ke, who was sitting on a chair holding an Ionian woman, and Vandel's men who were lying on the ground, and Vandel who was lying on the ground with blood on his scalp. He subconsciously raised his cigar and took a deep puff.
"Kill that man and bring out Fandel!"
He gave the order without hesitation and then began to retreat, ready to wait for the end of the battle.
But he saw an incredible scene.
His men flew backwards like meteorites and bent a lamp post. They were on the verge of death. He himself was in a trance when he was grabbed by the collar by the man who had just been sitting on the chair.
"You are so arrogant. How dare you speak to me, the future leader of Zaun, in this way?"
Li Ke looked at Hilco, who would become Vander in the future, with a sarcastic smile, then threw his thin body next to the semi-conscious Vander.
The men brought by Vandel were beaten by Meimu, who was so angry that he had no way to vent his anger.
Hilco fell to the ground and looked at his dropped cigar and his subordinates who were like fallen leaves in the wind. While wondering where these two freaks came from, he remembered what Li Ke said.
"You can only fight, but you can't be the boss of Zaun."
He shook his head, looked at Li Ke's neat clothes, and sneered.
"And you, an upper city person..."
"I'm from Ionia. I just arrived a few days ago, probably less than a week."
Li Ke directly exposed his own home.
“…”
Why the hell didn’t I know there was someone like you?
And what are you, an Ionian, doing here? Have you ever been to Zaun? Do you know what Zaun lacks?
Why the hell do you dare to say you want to be the boss?
Hilco's heart was now filled with an indescribable anger.
He didn't understand what was going on with this strange guy Li Ke and why he suddenly came here, but when he looked into Li Ke's eyes, he was suddenly stunned.
He remembered a dream he had while taking a nap today, a somewhat vague dream. In the dream, a miraculous leader appeared in Zaun and led the people of Zaun to an unprecedented peak.
This person...
"Who are you……"
Hilco looked at Li Ke, but couldn't speak.
The person in the dream is highly respected. Although he is young, he is full of vitality and holiness. He is sincere and unpretentious, and can be regarded as a model of a real man.
If he saw this person correctly, when they came in, this person was touching the butt of the female ninja?
Are you alone?
His heart was full of doubts, and the scenes in his dream did not explain anything.
But is it really a dream?
And what's with this feeling of being able to trust the man opposite me?
Is it magic?
Hilco's heart was filled with doubts.
Li Ke looked at his suddenly changed expression and thought that it might be his 'simulator' that was causing trouble, the effect of everyone having a vague memory of themselves was taking effect.
In fact, he himself would also be affected. Meimu was right in his complaints. He really wanted 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 stand those Mr. Huangs, so he might as well go all out and fast forward to the rebellion against them.
It is also because of the influence of simulation.
Yes, even though his memory was blurred, Li Ke could still feel the impact of those times on himself, and his obsession with Zaan became very strong.
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 naturally he did not regard it as a country of the past.
But the scenery and daily life here are extremely close to the place that he remembers most vividly.
In addition, in the simulation, what I do is what I actually want to do the most, so it is natural that the impact is greater than in Ionia.
"Why can't I be the boss?"
Li Ke pointed above his head.
"Those idiots above who only care about their own interests are not worthy of being the boss. And you and Fandel have neither knowledge nor insight. One is a conservative dog, and the other is a lunatic. You can be described as a fool and a madman. Tell me, why can't I, an Ionian, be the boss?"
"Your actions and thoughts are so childish. You have never thought about anything."
Li Ke squatted down and looked at Hilco who was lying on the ground.
"What Zaun needs is never the so-called respect of the people of Upper City, but its own strength. The more you desire the so-called respect of the people of Piltover, the more it proves one thing."
"You all despise Zaun. You all want to be Piltover people, not the trashy Zaun people... The more you hate the Piltover people, the more you want to be a Piltover person."
" You don't have the guts to leave Piltover and do it on your own."
Hilco's eyes widened.
