Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 224 What kind of throwaway is this?

"The offer is very tempting...but I refuse."

T'Challa was a little annoyed: "That's a pity."

That's right, Suge did not agree to Wakanda's request in the end.

Although their stance is very low, their sincerity is also very sufficient, and he himself is really greedy for Zhenjin... But the Marvel Universe, this is also a super first-class resource.

But he still chose to refuse.

The reason is simple, now is not the time.

Whether it is the black uncle in Africa, or the oil country across the Red Sea, or even America, which is active in diplomacy, the vast majority of people have not yet realized the seriousness of the problem at this time.

Modern people have been away from the feudal era for too long, and they can no longer understand the thought of an emperor or an ascended emperor.

And Shurima at this time, the impression is probably like this...

The head of the family is very good at fighting, and the sun disc is very powerful, but the power of one person and one thing is limited after all, and there are many internal conflicts among the tribes. It can be said that one party can dominate the Sahara, but generally speaking, it is difficult to become a big weapon.

Various countries still have unrealistic illusions about political means, exchange of interests, or weak measures such as "deterrence".

Su Ge could somewhat imagine the delicate state of mind of Azir, who was sitting high on the throne, when the diplomatic division was fighting with each other.

"When...mortals can negotiate with gods?"

In the ridicule, there was also a bit of hidden anger.

But as a mature king, Azir will not reveal his true thoughts too early.

If you want to do big things, don't act too hastily.

He will wait patiently, the strength of the empire is being restored, Shurima's understanding of the world is also deepening, and at an opportune time...to realize his ambition of ruling.

war, and there is no room for maneuver.

Even the emperor who is a bit enterprising can't overcome his inner desire to conquer.

But the current Black Panther T'Chaka, because he is also the emperor, understands Azir's thoughts to some extent, and has been actively operating during this period, even negotiating with him himself.

Specific considerations may have many layers, but Su Ge only sees one point.

Although this battle is inevitable, Dante can be asked to "help" Azir unify the current tribes in Shurima.

It will definitely make many countries pay attention to this powerful country that has suddenly emerged.

But once unified, more people will realize the crisis.

If not, before Azir bared his fangs, the Shurima army set out to fight, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed... most people would not give up their fantasy.

Just like the last world war.

Only at that time is the time for Su Ge to intervene.

Turn the tide and help the building to collapse.Only by pulling the trembling people under Shurima's iron heels from the abyss of despair can he reap the most benefits.

Su Ge is also a mature "savior".

On the road of chasing fame and fortune, he reversely absorbed Bian Que's wisdom.

Stopping someone who is about to be hit by a car ahead of time will only make people think you are crazy.

And to treat people when they are about to die is to show that doctors have superb medical skills.

Don't worry, let the bullet fly for a while.

The interests of the two parties do not match, so naturally they did not agree.But on the face of it, T’Challa left a phone call before leaving and said frankly:

"Anytime, anywhere, if you need any help, you can dial this number, and Wakanda will do its best to help you."

"Wow, this gift can be called a great gift."

T'Challa: "This is what my father meant. He once said bluntly that if the war really starts, Mr. Dante will not have many people who are capable of stopping Azir."

"Hahaha!"

Su Ge waved his hand: "It's too much praise... Isn't there still Steve? Compared with me, you might as well operate him."

The refined elder brother smiled slightly, and didn't answer the question:

"Father also said that no matter what Mr. Dante chooses in the war, a strong man like you is worthy of Wakanda's sincere friendship."

Having said all this, what else can Su Ge do?

"Then I'm welcome, don't think I'm too busy then!"

"My pleasure, Monsieur Dante."

Probably finished the last task, T'Challa did not continue to disturb, and got up to leave.

"Looking forward to seeing you next time."

"looking forward to."

Su Ge watched the other party go out and scratched his chin.

Now that the old king is still alive, in theory... T'Challa should not have taken the heart-shaped grass, but in the conversation just now, he has already felt the boiling blood of this guy.

Much better than Steve.

Obviously on drugs...

Do you feel that the current situation is unstable, and it will be safer to use it for your son in advance?
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me."

Saying goodbye to the future Black Panther, Su Ge did not stay at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base. After leaving, he was not in a hurry to go to John Mills

Earlier, as a small gift of sincerity, the devil had pledged that he would heal the Hulk, who had been a little out of control lately, and restore his soul to health.

In hell's way.

In fact, Su Ge is quite looking forward to it.

But now in the past, it will appear that he is very eager.

Jhin's plan is under preparation, and it will take a while, so it's not an urgent issue either.

Even the little spider... well, it's still Peter Parker.Even the invitation from a good friend, he plans to reject it.

It's not about being bitten by a spider.

After a while, the Big Apple City will be lively for the nth time, so before that, he has to seize the short time to intensify Thor's problem.

Well, in a more violent way.

Su Ge, who was moving at high speed, smiled and took out a set of blue clothes.

……

New Mexico is located in the southwestern part of America. As you can tell from the name, due to some geographical factors, the proportion of Hispanics is extremely high, even close to that of whites.

Uncle Hei is very rare.

But law and order is still as bad as ever...

At the same time, the level of education and economic development in this place are relatively poor.

It is obviously inappropriate to say that the backcountry is poor. After all, to say that he is behind is relative to the overall level of America.

Then call it conservatively... poor land and evil water.

Su Ge's footsteps were naturally good, and he had already arrived at his destination the next morning.

Even changed clothes.

A blue coat, suit-style lining and boots, but the hair is still long bangs.

Hurry up, I haven't had time to change it yet.

As soon as Su Ge stretched out his hand, he stroked his hair upwards, using the long-lost haircutting skills:
Hairspray hands!
Inexplicably, his hair turned into a very elegant back.

This hairstyle is quite a test of appearance, but the looks of Virgil and Dante brothers can withstand any form of test.

In this way, a freshly baked Virgil was born.

Contrary to Dante's wild style, the delicate and stern Virgil follows the British aristocratic style of the nineteenth century.

At first glance, it seems that he has received a classical elite education.

Even before he opened his mouth, he knew that this person would politely refuse all requests.

But politeness is only because of quality, and this guy doesn't hide his pride in his bones.

As long as the skills are not good enough, this kind of people will be beaten wherever they go....

Su Ge adjusted his mentality and facial expressions, chanted a few words of "throwing tiles" from time to time, and entered the role as quickly as possible.

What he is going to play now is almost the opposite of Dante.

Although both brothers are demons, Dante's self-identity and lifestyle are more human-like.

When in danger, Dante's position is also mortal.

The part of the demon in his body is just a tool for him to destroy the demon.

And Virgil believes in the idea that the strong are respected, and thinks that he is a demon from the bottom of his heart, and even feels that he comes from his mother's human blood, which severely limits his strength and makes his spirit weak.

Of course, as proud as he is, he usually disdains to associate with ordinary demons.

Moving his jaw and pulling the muscles at the corners of his mouth, Su Ge tried Virgil's expression while walking towards the pile of white tents.

That's where Thor's Hammer landed.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has set up a crude research base here.

They tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't shake the hammer from the deep pit.

What Su Ge is showing now is a Virgil who is attracted by the mysterious power, and he came to have a look with great interest.

"I don't know... whether the information given to S.H.I.E.L.D. last night has been shared here."

Su Ge thought secretly.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a weapon like a katana sword fell into his hand.

Of course it's not Yan Mo Dao, it just looks like it. After all, the real Yan Mo Dao... It is conservatively estimated that the grade is not lower than the Meow Meow Hammer that fell here. It is boldly speculated that it may be stronger than the weapon of the God King.

But what he held in his hand was already quite a good weapon.

Anyway, the enemy he was going to face next could never see the depth of the weapon in his hand.

Fooling people is enough.

Walking over so swaggeringly, he was naturally discovered by the personnel stationed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Adhering to the principle of courtesy before soldiers, they declared loudly:

"This is a restricted area, please detour if you have nothing to do with it."

After repeating this three times, Su Ge turned a deaf ear and kept walking.

The field agents fired their guns directly into the sky, and the sound of firing sounded quite alarming in the open area.

The loudspeaker continued to shout: "Last warning!"

At this time, Su Ge was very close, only about 50 meters away.

After repeated warnings were ineffective, the field team, which had been infiltrated into a sieve by Hydra, lost patience.

He saw three bullets, hitting his thigh, stomach and shoulder from different directions.

"It's kind of a conscience..."

Su Ge lowered his figure slightly, pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife, and pulled out the knife as soon as the bullet was close to him, cutting the three bullets into six pieces with an incredible slashing speed.

After closing the knife, three gunshots reached his ears.

The agents were almost dumbfounded.

Fortunately, in recent days, no matter whether they participated in the war or not, the agents have been perceptually...accepting a lot.

The squad leader yelled: "Enemy attack! Attack with all your strength!"

But it was too late for him to shout.

Before the agents raised their guns, they found that they had lost their target.

The naked eye of ordinary people can only recognize 24 frames. If you are trained and concentrate, it can be higher, but generally no more than 30 frames.

This is the limit of human dynamic vision.

In theory, as long as you run faster than this, you can only capture a little shadow and color.

If it's faster...you won't even be able to see the shadow.

Darkborn sword demon Aatrox does not have this ability, he prefers to fight head-on, destroying the enemy with violent power.

But Underworld Yasuo can.

In a rare trial, Su Ge flew around a group of agents at a speed that was difficult for human eyes to catch, cutting horizontally and vertically with long knives, dismembering all of them in a short while.

With his current strength, this can't be said to be a tiger eating a sheep, it's almost like an anteater eating ants.

Shaking off the blood stained on the blade, Su Ge put away the blade handsomely.

Soon, the second batch of agents arrived at the scene. With anger and killing intent, they surrounded the intruder from a distance, but they did not act rashly.

The information obtained from the surveillance cameras told them that this was not an enemy that ordinary people could deal with.

"who are you?"

Su Ge put the long knife on his waist and said indifferently: "You don't deserve to know."

Even though he said that, he secretly complained in his heart... S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information synchronization speed is a bit slow.

Really, we can only kill people.

Captain: "I don't care who you are, this is the control area of ​​S.H.I.E.L.D. I advise you to leave here, otherwise the next time you will face ordinary people like us!"

"Oh?"

Su Ge's indifferent face showed interest.

The agent swallowed to make his voice less dry: "That's right, including Iron Man, snipers, boxers..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the blood line slowly oozes from the chest. This agent, who is probably the temporary commander, tried to cover the wound, but in vain.

He reached out, trying to grab Su Ge's shoulder, but the latter dodged sideways.

It seemed to dislike the blood on his hands.

"...Many heroes... will come to trouble you!"

It may be inertia, or it may be that the body has no time to react. The agent inexplicably finished what he wanted to say.

Then my chest was like a flood that opened the gate, and I vented my heart out.

Su Ge didn't care, just smiled coldly:
At this moment, the mentality of the agents collapsed directly. They shot in a venting style, with fanaticism on their faces, and seemed to lose their minds.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was still easily resolved by a few steps forward.

Su Ge muttered psychologically: "Looking at the past... there is not a single S.H.I.E.L.D.."

That mad look of wanting to fight back before dying is definitely Hydra who is good at brainwashing.

Continue to move forward, and dealt with several groups of people mercilessly, and finally came to the most heavily guarded place.

Cleave the door open with a knife, and the Meow Hammer is right in front of you.

Su Ge grinned: "Well... what kind of fluff is this?"

He walked over carelessly, then stopped abruptly, tapped his toes, and stepped back five meters.

The black arrow fell to the ground and burned for a while before slowly disappearing.

Looking up at the dark figure, Su Ge was very interested: "What kind of fluff is this?"

"..."

Barton frowned, feeling inexplicable. He raised his bow and aimed at the killing star not far away, and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

Su Ge raised an eyebrow.

To be honest, it seems very out of style...

However, the origin of the name Virgil is very clear. He was an ancient Roman poet, one of the three masters of the Renaissance, and the idol of the great poet Dante.

Therefore, he was able to be the big guy traveling in hell with the protagonist Dante in "Divine Comedy".Even appeared as a protector, guiding the protagonist on the way.

In the Middle Ages, Virgil was also regarded as a saint.

and so……

"Sin lives by concealment."

Su Ge's hand touched the handle of the knife, and Barton's breath was choked by his awe-inspiring aura: "Call me...Virgil."

(End of this chapter)