Chapter 1123 Rebellion

Wakabi's accusation was not unexpected. Charlie and the others sat on their own as if they hadn't heard. Bella summoned the giant panda cub Nana to Wakanda remotely in the afternoon. Just holding the giant panda cub's head for a while, pinching its face, rubbing its chin, Natasha and Samantha will reach out and slap two hands from time to time.

The chubby guys enjoyed the caresses, occasionally sticking out their pink tongues to lick their fingers, while Bella teased the panda cubs with Wakanda dried fish, not taking the frontier tribes seriously at all. .

John Walker had the idea that Captain America would take care of everything, but several White House advisers advised him not to act rashly. This is not the United States, and we are done watching the show.

The old King T'Challa's method is to be stronger than the future Black Panther T'Challa. After being the king for so many years, he had long expected that there would be opposition. Belly Ming.

The posture of holding the wine glass did not change, and he casually gave a wink to the two frontier tribe soldiers beside Wakabi. The expressions of the two were extremely complicated, but after hesitating for a while, he whispered to Wakabi. After a few words, he forcibly held his own patriarch from left to right.

Encountered a backstab, which made the impulsive Wakabi extremely annoyed. He struggled hard, but since the two cronies chose to betray, they would betray to the end, and they pressed Wakabi to the death.

The royal guards armed with spears walked quickly. They surrounded Wakabi from three directions. The sharp spear heads glowed with cold light, and the female warriors took an attacking posture. No one would doubt that once the old king ordered , the female soldiers of the Royal Guard who belong to the royal family will immediately pierce seven or eight transparent holes in Wakabi.

"It's really insidious! It's too insidious, I can't fight you, hahahaha-" Wakabi laughed, and it was ugly.

"Old thing! You bought my people? What are you going to do next? Deprive me of all my rights and replace the frontier tribe with a new patriarch?"

His loud questioning was exchanged for the hostility of the Royal Guard Captain Okoye. The bald-headed female warrior with a face full of anger put the Zhenjin spear around his neck. As long as the king gave an order, she would kill the disobedient king. guy.

The old king walked up to him calmly: "Wakabi, my friend, I trust you, my son also regards you as a friend, he respects you like a brother, is that how you repay us? "

His words were sincere, but useless, and for a determined patriot, they didn't change Wakabi's heart.

The old king sighed half-truth: "You are as stubborn as your father, take him down and let him calm down for a few days."

When Wakabi was brought to the gate,

He suddenly shook off the suppression of the two traitors, ignored the Zhenjin spear in front of him, and shouted loudly: "You are not worthy of being the king of Wakanda! You are not a black panther now, you are old, then you should Returning to the embrace of the Leopard God, death is not the end, it is a starting point, you should start, according to tradition, you should abdicate and elect a new king!"

The black panther and the king are inside and outside each other. The king is the black panther, and the black panther is also the king. This is a tradition of Wakanda for many years. Letting go of cultural factors, the core meaning of this matter is one, the big fist is Reason, compared with a group of ordinary people, the black panther with the heart-shaped grass reinforcement is undoubtedly the one with the biggest fist.

With the instinct of politicians, the old king T'Challa immediately suspected his son. The current black panther is T'Challa. If he planned this series of events, then overthrow himself and he will immediately become the king. .

But in less than a second, he overturned this assumption, impossible! He knew his son very well, T'Challa wouldn't do such a thing, and he probably wouldn't even think about it. The remaining clan chiefs, queens, and captain of the Royal Guard, Okoye, either looked directly, or used their peripheral vision. They were all looking at T'Challa, only the old king didn't. He trusted his son very much and still kept his previous standing.

"Haha, Wakabi, my friend, you must be drinking too much. First of all, this matter is not in line with the procedure, and secondly, I can't see any candidates to challenge me."

As soon as the old king's voice fell, the black panther T'Challa stood up and said decisively: "I believe my father will lead Wakanda to glory, Wakabi, your provocation is meaningless."

He jumped out in such a hurry, which was a blow to his personal prestige. It seemed too urgent and not calm enough. As a political figure, this is a loss of points, but he clearly supported the old king and showed the unity of the royal family. , so that speculators lost the space for activities.

The father and son hoped to see Wakabi's panic, but they were disappointed. The patriarch of the frontier tribe was not panic at all, he looked directly into the father and son's eyes: "If I remember correctly, Njob is your brother, Azu. Li's son, right? His son, Eric Krimunger, who also owns the Azuri Ring, has the right to be a king? My esteemed Emperor T'Chaka, please tell me!"

Realizing that things were about to get out of control, T'Chaka's eyes turned cold. After Wakabi asked again, he had to answer this question: "That child died of illness many years ago."

Wakabi sneered: "Dead? How did you die? Did you kill him? Just like you killed your own brother, did you tear his chest with vibrating claws?"

Black Panther T'Challa was furious, his eyes were full of anger, and he strode to Wakabi: "What are you talking about? You lunatic! I had no idea that your desire for power has reached this point! You dare to slander My father?! Slandering your king?!"

"That's not slander, my cousin, your parents must know it, but you don't know it yourself."

An unfamiliar man's voice sounded outside the banquet hall, accompanied by footsteps, the sound of metal whistling by the wind outside the banquet hall, and the wailing of several soldiers being knocked down.

With dreadlocks and still a little immature, Eric Krimunger strode into the banquet hall, and beside him was an old man with a purple helmet and a wrinkled face.

The captain of the Royal Guard, the young female warrior Okoye heard the screams of her subordinates. She was the closest to the gate. At this time, she shouted loudly, and with strength on her waist and legs, she swung the spear in her hand and stabbed the old man in the throat quickly.

Eric Krimunger knew that she was black just by looking at her skin color. She didn't dare to do anything casually. There was no need to be polite to this old-fashioned white man in front of her!

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