Chapter 94 T'Challa

When it comes to so-called weapons of super mass destruction, Storm is inconvenient to talk to about this topic, so she can only smile awkwardly and agree.

Daisy continued: "Although I don't really believe that Africa has advanced weapons that S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't know about, I still follow the clues. The other party is well trained. Now the leader is the French mercenary Bartok. Good at fighting, is a fighting master."

Mrs. Viper has a lot of energy. Through various intermediaries, she abducted more than ten relationships and hired a large group of mercenaries.

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

She didn't know in advance that she could hire the jumper Bartok, a French-born mercenary with the peak physical fitness of a human being. He was an Olympic weightlifter and had very developed leg muscles.

Bartok has a calm mind, quick thinking, and is very skilled in all kinds of fighting skills, especially good at legs. In the movie Team America II, he can fight with Captain America 55 to 50, and his strength is worthy of recognition.

Daisy and Storm walked together, and when they were resting at night, the helper who was urgently summoned by Storm finally arrived.

The one who met Storm was a black man, with a gentle temperament, clear eyes, a beard, vigorous movements, and even more prowess.

"Orolo, this is the monkey invited... No, is it the reinforcements sent by Professor Charles?" Daisy asked knowingly.

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

But how to introduce the young black man made her a little difficult, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Sorry, Daisy, I have no intention of deceiving, but this has nothing to do with Professor Charles."

Daisy laughed for a while, dealing with the people of Hydra S.H.I.E.L.D. every day, and now she is still a little uncomfortable when she encounters this group of justice.

She looked alert: "You want to do it? Are you with those guys?"

Storm hurriedly explained: "No, I promise not to, but what happened now has nothing to do with Professor Charles, and it has nothing to do with the mutant American government, please believe me."

In this case, the only one who can believe is a fool, Daisy shook her head in disbelief.

At this time, the black man next to Storm came out, and he raised his hands high, indicating that he was unarmed.

He was T'Challa who had just obtained the title of Black Panther from the old king. Originally, the Black Panther was supposed to be the same as the king, but under the arrangement of the old king, T'Challa got the title of Black Panther and the heart-shaped grass in advance.

T'Challa hurried from Wakanda after receiving news from Storm.

"This lady, my name is T'Challa. The people you are tracking are looking for me, or my motherland, please believe us, we have no malicious intentions." T'Challa said 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 stopped when they came to an open field.

Daisy looked around, reached out and felt it, as if she understood something: "There is some kind of invisible device here? Did you Africans develop it yourself? Or was it sold to you by Western countries?"

Her contemptuous tone of voice, T'Challa, felt normal. The outside world has always looked down on African technology. It would be abnormal if Desina bowed her head.

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

Daisy circled the plane after being given a free-viewing gesture.

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 propellers at the rear of the aircraft are glowing with blue light and have no obvious smell. It does not seem to be 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 a ninety-nine percent and replied with a smile: "Our plane, Wakanda's plane. Come on, Miss Johnson, we can talk slowly along the way."

T'Challa said it was a slow talk. In fact, as soon as he got on the plane, he chased after him at full speed. Unfortunately, the mercenaries had already walked in front. In addition, the hidden ability was amazing. Some human footprints, other details can't be found at all.

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

T'Challa and Storm looked at each other, and finally T'Challa said: "The target of these uninvited guests is my homeland, please come to Wakanda with us, my father will answer all your questions."

Daisy nodded in agreement.

The plane sailed into the mountains, and their first stop did not go to Wakanda. Daisy guessed that she was lucky.

T'Challa parked the plane on the outskirts of Wakanda, what they called the Frontier Tribes.

"Please rest here for a night, we will go into the mountains tomorrow." T'Challa finished and flew the plane away alone.

"You can make a plane like that, why is the custom of grazing still here?" Seeing the black children chasing the sheep dirty, the adults riding horses and farming, Daisy was very curious, she turned her head Ask Storm.

This is not acting, she has always wondered what a wonderful social organizational structure this is. The rest of the tribes enjoy a convenient way of life in Wakanda, while the frontier tribes, as the eyes and ears of the state, live a life of grazing and farming outside?

Treated so unfairly, it is no wonder that the border tribes took refuge in the past on the first day the Golden Leopard became king.

There is really a problem with Wakanda's national policy, and there is no reason for it to be wrong.

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

She was noncommittal about this, maybe the first generation would, but would the descendants also? Just by looking at the resentment on the faces of the border tribes, they knew they were unwilling.

Storm is very honest. She doesn't have the habit of running trains with a mouth full of Vipers, so she can only tell according to the standard answer.

"It's their tribe's tradition..."

Daisy frowned her beautiful eyebrows and thought: "It shouldn't be, just now that aircraft has more technology than S.H.I.E.L.D. With such advanced science and technology, you can make a few monitors and put them outside, why should you send someone? Come out to perform tasks, and still retain such primitive grazing habits?"

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

From folklore to tradition, and finally to the quality of life, she was ashamed of herself.

Fortunately, Daisy did not continue to struggle with this issue. The two walked on the tribal path and looked at this small village that was indistinguishable from anywhere in Africa.