Marvel world code name ghost

Outside the magnificent hall, seven female guards holding spears surrounded a tall black man, their swords at war with each other.

Stevens confidently looked around at the sharp gun blades pointed at him, then threw the cold body on his shoulder to the ground, rolling up a thin layer of dust.

"Who are you"

T'Challa looked at the tall figure surrounded by royal guards not far away, his face was slightly cold, and he asked in a cold voice.

"I am your cousin, brother"

The Golden Leopard, who was wearing a camouflage mercenary combat uniform, grinned, but his eyes exuded an extremely cold light like a wild beast.

He is this person, he is the son of my father-killing enemy that I have been searching for.

The body of the deceased has rotted away and the bones have withered, but the murderer has ascended the throne and enjoys the admiration of all people

this is not right

I want to bring these people down from the altar

I want to fix this

But not yet

"What about the evidence?"

At this moment, T'Challa's mood can be described as terrible. His father has been killed, powerful enemies are ready to move, and the people of Wakanda are in danger. These problems are like mountains pressing on the shoulders of this young prince, making him a little confused. Out of breath.

And now, just when he was extremely upset, another blood relative appeared out of nowhere, which completely messed up his already messy thoughts.

However, his pride as a prince still made him try his best to calm down his turbulent mood, and his tone was as calm as possible.

"Your Highness, we have checked his identity. He has an engraving symbolizing the royal family."

“Do you know what you are talking about Okoye?”

The female general's words were like the last straw that broke T'Challa's defenses. He took a deep breath, his voice trembling.

"There is no need to panic when engraving, Your Highness."

"Why don't you accept the reality?" Jin Bao kicked the cold corpse beside his feet with a mocking tone, "This is a meeting gift for you, the mouse you haven't caught yet."

Seeing T'Challa still looking dazed, Okoye sighed softly, then walked up to Stevens, squatted down and looked at the body at his feet.

"Yes, it's Hukar."

"What do you want from me?"

Hearing the words of the female general, the young black panther came back to his senses. He stared at the black young man who was surrounded by guards, his face solemn.

"I have no other purpose, I just want to get back the part I deserve."

"what is that"

"The throne and your head, son of a murderer"

"Bold"

Stevens' words were like thunder in front of the hall. Everyone present was shocked. As an elite royal guard, Okoye yelled angrily. All the gun-wielding guards bowed slightly, waiting for the leader to say With the order, the treasonous thief in front of me will be stabbed into a sieve.

“This is unbearable”

Glancing sideways at the coldly shining blades around him, Stevens grinned, his eyes filled with wildness and hatred. He raised his hand and pointed at T'Challa, his tone full of mockery,

"It seems that the current royal family's brainwashing of you is really successful. I'm curious if you have ever really observed the world outside of Wakanda."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of some bad memories, and his face gradually darkened.

"I am a mercenary. I have seen the darkest side of the world. Drugs, war, and racial discrimination are like cancers infecting the whole world."

"And my father had the same feeling at the beginning. He just wanted to use Wakanda's advanced technology to help those who were suffering out of their misery, but your great king executed him for violating the laws of the country. Even Take the body away, leaving only a helpless child."

Stevens's words became more and more intense, and his eyes became a little red due to the rapid fluctuations of emotions, like a wounded beast.

Everyone present looked at the man in front of them who was gradually falling into madness. They tightened their muscles and entered a state of combat readiness.

However, to their surprise, Stevens did not get violent. Instead, he took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down.

He looked at the people whose faces were full of solemnity and suspicion, and his tone was extremely cold:

"I know you won't believe what I say, but I can introduce you to someone who knows everything about that night."

"Who"

T'Challa's mood was extremely depressed at this moment. He clenched his fists and spoke in a gloomy tone.

"I was once my father's deputy and now the most respected minister in Wakanda, Zu Li."

"what"

"You can call him here and swear by the Leopard God to tell him everything that happened that night."

""

Upon hearing Stevens' request, T'Challa narrowed his glasses, his face was gloomy, and he was also a little hesitant.

Ron behind him looked at His Royal Highness the Prince's hesitant look and sighed secretly. He knew that the other person's mind had been disturbed by the golden leopard.

Normally, he would not have intervened in Wakanda's royal conflict. But today is different from the past. War is imminent, and Ultron's matter is the most important thing.

Therefore, before anyone present could react, Ron suddenly spoke, breaking the stagnant atmosphere.

"Ultron sent you, right?"

"Ron"

As expected, after Ron stood up and asked this question, everyone looked at him with a look of surprise.

"That is to say, he is here too, just around here."

Ignoring the surprised people, Ron looked at Stevens who looked gloomy not far away and continued.

"Ah"

After a moment of silence, Jin Jinbao sneered, smoothed his messy dreadlocks, and said in a teasing tone,

"Ultron did what I failed to do. To be honest, when I learned that he had killed your dear King, I hated him a little. I hated that he let this murderer die like this without my consent."

At this point, he looked at T'Challa, who was already a little unable to control his emotions, and said softly with some mockery,

“Painless”

"you"

T'Challa could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He looked at the man in front of him, clenched his fists and rushed over. He wanted to use the sharp claws on his vibranium gloves to tear this bastard who insulted his father into pieces.

"T'Challa"

"His Royal Highness Prince"

It has to be said that the heart-shaped grass is indeed a rare medicine in the world. It greatly enhances the physical functions of the user, allowing the user to gain strength, speed, endurance and acuity far beyond ordinary people.

Under the powerful amplification of the heart-shaped potion, T'Challa jumped directly over the Royal Guards blocking him and Stevens, threw Stevens to the ground, raised his left hand high, and used the vibranium claws in the sun. Shining brightly under the light.

"Hey, what's wrong? Let's do it."

The face of the Golden Leopard, who was pinned down by the Black Panther, was full of disdain. He didn't care about the pain in his back and said sarcastically without mercy,

"Come on, kill me just like your father killed my father. Let everyone see how brothers can kill each other. This is the 'good tradition' of the Wakanda royal family."

"you"

Stevens' words were like an invisible knife piercing into his heart. T'Challa recovered from his anger. He looked at the man below him whose eyebrows were somewhat similar to his own, and slowly put down his left hand. fist.

Just when everyone thought this farce of "brothers reunited" was about to end, T'Challa raised his fist again and hit Stevens hard on the head.

咚

With a muffled sound, the leopard was knocked unconscious by the black panther's paw.

In this game, the Panthers won completely.

Afterwards, T'Challa stood up with a complex expression, looked at his seemingly unconscious "cousin" at his feet, and closed his eyes in pain:

"Put him in the dungeon. I will interrogate him personally after finishing Ultron."

"Yes"

Looking at His Royal Highness the Prince's tired face, Okoye didn't say anything more. He bowed slightly and motioned to his guards to carry Stevens and the body away.

At the same time, in the secret base far away in the mountains, a program fluctuation came from the old computer that the strategy was successful.