1890: I'm in Hextech Brawl in America

One second he was rampaging through the Howling Abyss, the next he was a piglet on a plantation. Standing on the land of 1890, Fang Jianqiu felt his time travel was a disastrous start... or so he thought. Looking at the Hextech runes that appeared before him: 【More Versatile Scope: Greatly increases gun proficiency, increases effective gun range by 100%, within effective range you will hit exactly where you aim!】 Select! 【Show Your Sword: Shortens ranged weapon range, greatly increases your physique, increases the power of ranged weapons used, and grants you life steal!】 Select! Thus, a monster with perfect aim, whose bullets could blast through train engines, was born. He was fearless, seemingly impervious to even a hail of bullets. But this was just the beginning. 【Plunder: After dealing damage to an enemy, you can plunder their wealth.】 Plantation Owner: Why are the gold bars in my safe gone?! [Giant Killer: Your agility is increasing, allowing you to dodge bullets, and your damage against most races in the current area is increased.] California Underground Fighting: What does it mean when a Chinese guy punches a boxing champion in the head? ... As Fang Jianqiu acquired more and more Hextech gear, the first name belonging to a Chinese man gradually spread across the savage and unrestrained land of America. He is the Demon King, he is Satan, he is the Undead, he is the underground emperor of California, he is Fang Jianqiu! But if someone were to ask him what the hardest thing was along the way, Fang Jianqiu, looking at the row of prismatic Hextech gear, would say, "The hardest thing is probably suppressing laughter."