"For the sake of our black compatriots, why not even sit on the electric chair?"

Jobney looked firm and said seriously: "Brother Auba Niu, I was originally confused and had no goals in life. It was you who recast my faith. It was you who gave me a new life. It was you who helped me determine this life."

The direction I strive for is also you, who made me understand that I can sacrifice everything for my ideal."

Damn it, I am essentially a standard American politician. The speeches I gave were also to increase my political capital. As a black man, how can I get involved in politics if I don’t engage in the black civil rights movement?

Opaniu looked at Jobney, whose eyes seemed to be burning with small flames, especially the one who looked like he was always ready to sacrifice for the revolutionaries. He did not feel the joy of a true believer at all, and only felt extremely painful.

Not to mention Obama's father, he grew up with his mother and grandfather since he was a child. He received an American elite education. His mother and grandfather are also American politicians. It can be said that he comes from a political family, especially his grandfather, who taught him everything.

The rules of other political games in the United States.

He gave lectures at Harvard and developed the black civil rights movement to prepare for his future success. As for the black brothers? Sorry, Obama never regarded them as his brothers.

But things are unpredictable!

Who would have thought that a top performer like Jobney would pop out of his own ballot box? If it were a primitive earth, even if Jobney went crazy, a few white American policemen would be able to execute him on the spot.

But this is the ridiculous Marvel Earth. If you meet a random person on the street, he might be a big boss who can destroy the plane. Jobney is a small boss. He cannot destroy the plane. Whether he can destroy the Rice Empire has yet to be verified.

, but his glorious life as Oba Niu was completely ruined.

Obama stood up, opened his arms, and closed his eyes to feel the salty and humid sea breeze blowing from the Pacific Ocean. "Brother Jobney, to be honest, I don't know what to do. Everyone knows how powerful the United States is. Even if you succeed in attacking the Ministry of National Defense,

, it can’t explain anything.”

Obama turned around, poked his heart hard, and said with pain on his face: "I am heartbroken and angry, not because I am about to sit in the electric chair, but because of your troubles, we black people have worked hard for half a century to achieve civil rights.

All sports have been scrapped. In the future, we black people will live worse than mutants, and no one will even sympathize with us."

"You are still the St. Auba cow I know!"

Jobney patted Oba Niu's shoulder with reverence and comforted him: "Brother, I understand your love for black people and your worries about the future. In the entire Black Panther Republic, there are hundreds of thousands of black brothers, and you and I are the only ones who understand."

I can have a long-term perspective. Now that things have happened, we brothers should open our minds and talk about it!"

"What do you mean, are you hiding anything else from me?" Saint Auba Niu asked in confusion.

"That's right! I hide a lot of things from you, but brother, please don't worry. Tonight, we will have a spiritual connection and there will be no more secrets."

Jobney put his hands behind his back and said with some pride: "Actually, I am a prince!"

"What?" Obama's black question mark face.

Jobney looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "I am the biological brother of the King of Wakanda, the African superpower."

"Shit, brother, are you drunk?"

Auba Niu walked up and touched Jobney's big black face, "Hey, the temperature is not high, you don't have alcohol fever!"

"well......"

Jobni slapped Auba Niu's right hand away, sighed softly, looking lonely and lonely as a master, and then gently tapped the black leopard head metal pendant around his neck.

"Whoosh!"

Black water waves spread, and Jobney was gradually wrapped in a black battle armor with a grainy texture.

"Holy shit! What, what is this? Are you Mahou Soju?"

Auba Niu was shocked.

That night, Jobney and Oba Niu slept together and talked for a long time...

That night, Maya and Reed didn't sleep either.

Maya checked the basic information and learned about the establishment process of the Black Panther Republic. At the same time, she also learned that the US military formed a siege on several cities on the west coast that day.

A war seems to be about to break out, but Jennifer and Jack are trapped in enemy territory. Well, okay, although Maya knows that they are okay for the time being, Maya is half-hearted, but if there is a war, the Black Panther government will not care about them.

As a white man, the U.S. government won't even care about those two bastards who are covered in stains.

After coming out of the C404 Information Section, President Maya was thinking about whether he should make a call back to Manhattan and ask if Psylocke had woken up.

After the 115 incident, Maya's Hansen's Eye Power was consumed too much, and there was no way to slowly restore the CD. But Psylocke, alas, Psylocke has been in a coma for more than a week.

Of course, President Maya does not think that Psylocke is innocent. She is responsible for more than half of the 115 incident. If Psylocke had not used a brainwave device to detect the Sentinel headquarters, the fragile balance between Konoha Village and the Sentinels would not have been the same.

will be broken, and Bolivar will not let go of "Penn" because he feels a fatal threat.

What Maya thinks is that if Psylocke is still in good health, she can use the electroencephalograph to go to San Francisco to find Jennifer and ask about the situation!

Even if she doesn't recover, as long as she wakes up...

Well, it is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself. President Maya actually has a rough plan.

"Is it okay for you to go alone?" Reid asked worriedly.

Maya rolled her eyes, "Since you know I can't do it alone, why not join me?"

Reed looked at Candy, who was four or five meters away, and whispered: "Maya, I said before that I would study the black super corpse with you, mainly to support you in front of the vice president. I have more important things to do myself.

busy."

"Reed, your status in the Department of Defense fluctuates. What's going on?"

Maya's face was full of doubts, "You can access many confidential places and know many secrets, but the US government, such as Abbott's senior officials from the White House, don't treat you as a meal at all. It's very contradictory!"

"I will repair the four-dimensional defense system overnight tonight, and at least re-establish a defense center to help the military stabilize the overall situation."

Reed's voice was low, but his eyes were full of confidence and pride, "Maya, in our rice empire, some people are just managers, and some are controllers. There are some things that the controllers know, but the managers don't."

This Reed is indeed not the nerdy genius with high IQ and low EQ in the movie!

Looking at Reed's leaving figure, President Maya was thoughtful.

Due to different uses of the Pentagon's underground base, the heights of the underground floors are also different. For example, Bolivar's collection room on the 13th floor is only three meters high, and the command center on the 3rd floor is 20 meters high.

The negative level that Maya is going to now occupies a depth of more than 300 meters.

In addition to the anti-nuclear isolation layer, these more than 300 meters are weapons depots, defense station, and military laboratories.

The laboratory is located inside a super underground fortress. After passing through a dozen guards with live ammunition, Maya came to a building. Well, it was an all-glass building embedded in the stone wall.
Chapter completed!