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Chapter 94 T'Challa

 When it comes to the so-called weapons of super mass destruction, Storm is not comfortable talking about this topic, so she can only smile awkwardly and express her agreement.

Daisy continued: "Although I don't believe that there are advanced weapons in Africa that even SHIELD doesn't know about, I still followed the clues. The other party is well-trained. Now the leader is the French mercenary Bartok. This man is brave

He is good at fighting and is a master of fighting."

Mrs. Viper has great energy. Through various intermediaries, she has made more than ten connections and hired a large group of mercenaries.

The two parties set off at about the same time, but Daisy played with the lions on the road for a few days just to stay behind, and now she is nearly three days behind.

She didn't know in advance that she could hire Bartok the Jumper. This French-born mercenary had peak human physical fitness. He was a former Olympic weightlifter and his leg muscles were very developed.

Bartok has a calm mind, quick thinking, and is very skilled in all kinds of fighting skills, especially kicking. In the movie Captain America 2, he was able to give Captain America a 50-50 fight, and his strength is worthy of recognition.

Daisy and Storm walked together, and while they were resting at night, the helpers summoned by Storm finally arrived.

The person who met Storm was a black man with a gentle temperament, clear eyes, a beard, and strong movements, which seemed to be extraordinary.

"Auroro, this is the monkey who sent us... No, is it the reinforcements sent by Professor Charles?" Daisy asked knowingly.

Storm is now riddled with guilt. She feels that she has concealed the information and deceived Professor Charles, who has always treated her like a father. At this time, she absolutely does not want to hear this name.

But she was a little confused about how to introduce the young black man, and finally decided to tell the truth: "I'm sorry, Daisy, I didn't mean to deceive, but this has nothing to do with Professor Charles."

Daisy snickered secretly. She dealt with people from Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. every day, and now she was a little uncomfortable meeting these righteous people. But if you know their character, these people are really easy to fool.

She looked on guard: "You want to take action? Are you with those guys?"

Storm hurriedly explained: "No, I promise not, but what is going on now has nothing to do with Professor Charles or the mutant U.S. government. Please believe me."

In this situation, only fools can be trusted. Daisy shook her head in disbelief.

At this time, the black man next to Storm came out. He raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

He is T'Challa, who has just received the title of Black Panther from the old king. Originally, the Black Panther and the king were supposed to be the same person, but under the arrangement of the old king, T'Challa received the title of Black Panther and the enhancement of the Heart-Shaped Grass in advance.
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T'Challa received the news from Storm and hurriedly came from Wakanda.

"My name is T'Challa, young lady. The people you are following are looking for me, or my motherland. Please believe us, we have no ill intentions." T'Challa spoke to her slowly in English.
Daisy thought for a moment: "How do you prove it?"

T'Challa and Storm motioned for her to follow them, and when they came to an open field, they stopped.

Daisy looked around, stretched out her hand to touch, and seemed to understand something: "Is there some invisible device here? Did you Africans develop it yourself? Or was it sold to you by Western countries?"

T'Challa thought her disdainful tone was normal. The outside world had always looked down on African technology. It would be abnormal if Daisy bowed down to her.

T'Challa smiled calmly, took out a device in a pretentious manner, pressed it lightly, and a bright black-coated flying object appeared in front of Daisy's eyes.

After getting the signal that she could watch as she pleased, Daisy circled the plane.

The shape of the aircraft is a bit like a flying saucer, with an overall oval shape. There is a turbine engine on each side of the wing. The propeller at the rear of the aircraft glows blue and has no obvious smell. It does not look like any kind of aerospace fuel used by the outside world.

"Alien spaceship?" Daisy continued to show off her acting skills.

T'Challa pretended to be very cool and replied with a smile: "Our plane, Wakanda's plane. Come on, Miss Johnson, we can talk slowly along the way."

T'Challa said he was talking slowly, but in fact, as soon as he got on the plane, he started chasing at full speed. Unfortunately, the mercenaries were already ahead, and with his amazing hiding ability, the plane flew back and forth twice in the vicinity, except for what could be seen

Some human footprints and other details cannot be found at all.

"What secrets are you hiding?" Daisy asked with a sinking face.

T'Challa and Storm looked at each other, and T'Challa finally spoke: "The target of these uninvited guests is my motherland. Please come with us to Wakanda. My father will answer all your questions."
Daisy nodded and agreed.

The plane sailed into the mountains, and their first stop was not Wakanda. Daisy was probably lucky.

T'Challa stopped the plane outside Wakanda, in a place they called the Border Tribe.

"Please rest here for one night, we will go into the mountains tomorrow." After T'Challa finished speaking, he flew the plane away alone.

"If you can make an airplane like that, why do you still retain the custom of herding here?" Seeing the black children driving the sheep dirtyly, and the adults riding horses and farming, Daisy was extremely curious, and she turned her head

Ask Storm.

This is not acting. She has always wondered what a strange social organizational structure this is. The remaining tribes enjoy a convenient lifestyle in Wakanda, while the border tribes, as the eyes and ears of the country, live a life of herding and farming outside?<

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With such unfair treatment, it’s no wonder that on the first day that Leopard became king, the border tribes defected to him.

There is really something wrong with Wakanda’s national policy, and it would be unreasonable not to rebel.

Storm actually asked T'Challa a similar question, and the answer she got was ancestral system, which was voluntary by the ancestors of the border tribes!

She was noncommittal about this. Maybe the first generation was willing, but would future generations be willing as well? Just looking at the resentment on the faces of the border tribesmen, we knew that they were not willing.

Storm is very honest. She doesn't have the habit of talking like a viper, so she can only tell the story according to the standard answers.

"This is the tradition of their tribe..."

Daisy frowned her beautiful eyebrows and thought: "Logically, it shouldn't be. The technological content of the aircraft just now has surpassed that of SHIELD. With such advanced science and technology, you can easily make several monitors and put them outside. Why do you need to send people?"

When you go out to perform tasks, you still retain such primitive grazing habits?"

Storm was so anxious that she wanted to scratch the wall, how could she know! But as a half-master, she still had to answer.

From folk customs to traditions, and finally to the quality of life, she was ashamed.

Fortunately, Daisy did not continue to dwell on this issue. The two of them walked on the tribal path and looked at this small village that was no different from anywhere in Africa.


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