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Chapter 58 The King's Broker and the Ambitioner

T'Chaka stared at the leopard-shaped helmet in front of him. This is an ancestral handicraft. Although the materials have been improving, the appearance of the leopard head has never changed.

"Your Majesty, we're here!" A female voice interrupted T'Chaka's contemplation, and he turned to look behind him, where two bald female guards in red knitted battle suits and holding vibrating gold spears were looking at him respectfully.

"Okoye!"

"Your Majesty, I'm here!" The female guard on the right raised her head, not knowing why her Majesty called her.

"Am I old?"

"Your Majesty?" Okoye looked at the king in front of him. There is no doubt that T'Chaka is a good king. After he succeeded to the throne, Guangkanda, ah no, the conflicts between the various tribes in Wakanda have been resolved. Easing, the people's life is happier, and the king is not satisfied with being conservative. He also changed Wakanda's previous foreign policy and actively participated in international affairs. At the same time, he sent many Wakanda elites to conduct intelligence gathering activities in various countries. Help closed Wakanda understand the world.

But even the strongest lion will grow old one day. As the guardian of Wakanda, every king will drink the heart-shaped grass juice known as the honey potion of Wakanda.

This purple grass juice is like the super soldier serum injected by the US team. It can turn a frail young man into a strong man with chest muscles that can pinch people to death. Well, the effect may not be as powerful as the super soldier medicine, but it is also a body strengthening medicine. Strengthen the user's various attributes, the strong are stronger, and most importantly, the heart-shaped grass can also strengthen the user's spiritual will.

However, heart-shaped grass alone will not help the user to increase the life span.

T'Chaka is now over 50 years old, and his strong figure is long gone, but he still goes into battle without hesitation, just for one person.

Ulysses Claw, this man led an army to invade the peaceful Wakanda more than ten years ago, and colluded with T'Chaka's good brother to steal Wakanda's invaluable wealth. The vibration gold stored, and after stealing the vibration gold, in order to get rid of Wakanda's pursuers, Ulysses Crow also detonated a giant cloud bomb on the border.

Wakanda, which suffered heavy casualties, thus regarded the opponent as a serious problem. For more than ten years, T'Chaka has continuously attacked with heavy blows, trying to bring the opponent back to the country and bring him to justice, but the opponent is as cunning as a loach. King Ka could catch him every time, but he would run away in the end.

"Your Majesty, we just scanned the entire building and found no sign of Crowe. Did he escape?"

"No, Ulysses Claude has also mastered it now. We want to arrest him. He doesn't want to kill us. He must be here, waiting for us to appear!" T'Chaka looked at Zhenjin in front of him. The image of the real scene depicted by the rosary suddenly asked: "Who are the people who came tonight? Have you found out their identities?"

"Arms dealers, brokers, and several private defense contractors! These guys are not worth mentioning!" Okoye flipped through the information on the tablet in his hand and said contemptuously.

"It's not worth mentioning, you underestimate them, Okoye!" T'Chaka swiped the screen to Fisher's profile picture.

"Fisher Adams, his Atlas, is now almost the largest private armed force in the world. They have large-scale armed forces stationed in many countries in Africa, and even the nearest military base is only a few meters away from Wakanda. Less than [-] kilometers!"

"But they are still using outdated firearms!"

"Their guns and weapons are not much less powerful than ours!" T'Chaka remembers the micro-drone energy weapons and intelligent tracking weapons used by the giants to deal with African warlords. If it weren't for his acquaintances in the Mozambique government, he would It would never have occurred to me that the technological level of the outside world is rapidly approaching Wakanda.

"And this McAllen, Okoye, never underestimate them!"

"I overstepped, Your Majesty!"

"No, I can't blame you. It can only be said that we rely too much on vibrating gold, you know? I'm looking for a new way to keep our country alive, so that if one day our vibrating gold mining runs out, It can also be developed with other technologies!" T'Chaka sighed.

Thanks to the convenience brought by Zhenjin, Wakanda has always been independent from the world. This not only allows them to have a prosperous life, but also cultivates the superior mentality of Wakanda. For Wakanda, they It is the number one in the world. Vibration has been integrated into every aspect of their lives. Vibration is the means of transportation, clothes are vibrating, and even shoes are vibrating. However, vibrating is a non-renewable resource brought by meteorites. Wakanda's vibration gold mining is over, so where should Wakanda go?In fact, the kings of all dynasties have not thought about this problem, but there is no solution. Seeking help from foreign powers will only make others covet their vibration gold, just like Claude, who not only robbed the vibration gold but also blew up the house. Showing off yourself outside is like a navigator who has opened up a new route.

"Your Majesty, Crowe has appeared!"

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Under the leadership of the waiter, Fisher came to his seat. Whether it was intentional or not, the owner of the auction arranged Fisher and McAllen to the left and right of the corridor, but they stood two feet behind him. McAllen in the line of bodyguards, and the three on Fisher's side looked a bit shabby.

As all the guests were seated, the spotlights on the auction venue suddenly went out, leaving only the spotlights on the high platform in the center of the venue.

"Here we are, the main game is coming!" Fisher, with his legs crossed, took out his mobile phone, but found that there was no signal.

"It seems that they blocked all signals, except our overclocking communication! What's the situation outside? Prophet?" Fisher stuffed the phone into his pocket, and fished out a Bluetooth headset to put it on.

"Another group of people came, all with heavy firepower, what are they transporting, scout, scan to see what it is?"

"Received!" The scout lying on the lawn not far away with the gunner released a bionic drone the size of a dragonfly, and controlled it to fly over.

The Dragonfly drone landed silently on the box carried by several armed men, and then a small pulse launcher popped out of its abdomen.

"Okay, now let's see what's inside?" The scout pressed the control panel, and then a pulse wave was sent from the drone and landed on the box.

"???" After waiting for a few seconds, the scout who found no echo fired again, but still did not receive any feedback.

"The pulse has been absorbed! It should be what we want!" The scout controlled the drone to return and reported to Fisher.

"Well, then keep an eye on it, this thing was requisitioned by the giant god tonight!"

While Fisher was muttering and arranging the affairs, a tall, blond beauty in a white gown with an open back came onto the high stage with a microphone.

"Welcome to France, my mother used to say, France is a very beautiful country, it has a very deep memory of her, and it is also for me. After her death, everything here remains the same, and I , and will still provide you with such a platform to communicate, my mother firmly believes in paradox, so, I wish you all a happy evening!"

"Head, we found her identity, Margaret Max, her mother is Mrs. Max, a former international arms dealer, it seems that she took over her mother's business half a year ago, so we don't know anything about it !” John calmly handed the tablet in his hand to Fisher.

"The beauty of the prosperous age, I love it!" Fisher looked at the photo of the other party without makeup on the tablet, and suddenly became curious about the other party. The main reason was that she looked like such a weak woman, and took over an extremely huge middleman. But the business can not be messed up, and it is even managed in a good manner, so he is not greedy for the other party's body, he is an honest child.

After a burst of applause, Weidel stepped off the stage holding the microphone, handed the stage to the master of ceremonies, and sat quietly in the dark place in the first row.

"Sir? Where are you going?" Seeing that there was an empty seat beside the other party, Fisher quietly got up and walked over.

"I'm a bit short-sighted, and I can't see clearly in the back row. Go to the front row to see better!" The waiter was convinced of his nonsense, and even brought a pair of crystal glasses for Fisher.

"?" For Fisher who suddenly sat next to her, the other party was obviously surprised, but after seeing the glasses in Fisher's hand, Margaret smiled and said: "It's not a good habit to go out without glasses !"

"Yes, in fact, a minute ago, my eyes were normal, but after seeing you, I couldn't see anything else!" Fisher turned his cheeks and looked directly at the other party. At this moment, his eyes were bright. There seemed to be thousands of stars in his eyes.

"Have you always been this sweet-mouthed, Mr. Fisher!"

"It's mainly because of the aroma in the air, Fleurs, isn't it!"

"You know perfume very well?" Margaret was a little surprised. Generally speaking, few people use this perfume, so few people know about it.

"British perfume, my mother loves this too!"

"Well, now, I'm a little interested in you! Then, what kind of auction item is Mr. Fisher interested in when he comes here?"

"Nature is the best!" Fisher raised his right hand as he said.

At the moment, a crystal tiara from ancient India is being auctioned. The main body is made of silver, with broken diamonds inlaid and surrounded by gold wires. In the center of the tiara, there is an extremely beautiful red crystal gemstone. This jewelry The starting price of the auction is [-] knives, and each increase cannot be lower than [-]. Many people present are interested in this, so the price doubled in less than an hour.

"22!" Seeing that there were still a few people who were going to continue to increase the price, Fisher directly increased the price by [-].

"This..." Although the tiara was expensive, the price that Fisher added suddenly exceeded the psychological price of other sellers, and in the end the tiara naturally belonged to him.

"It's a nice tiara, would you mind wearing it for me to see the effect?" After the waiter delivered the lot, Fischer held the tiara with both hands and asked politely to the beautiful lady beside her.

"Of course!" After Margaret nodded, Fisher carefully put it on for her, "Very beautiful, Princess Margaret!"

"Then you are crowning me?"

"Of course, Your Highness Princes!"

Seeing Fisher teasing the owner of the auction from ear to ear, James McAllen sighed, "Being seduced by beauty is hardly a big deal!"

"But, if you don't even have the courage to talk to the woman you like, how can such a person become a big deal?" Rex laughed twice and said dismantlingly.

"Shut up, Rex!" McAllen glanced at his subordinates angrily, then raised his hand, and took a picture of a French Bourbon sword.

"To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a broker like you. If every auction item here is known to the governments of various countries, I'm afraid I will go crazy!" Fisher watched as another Egyptian antique was sent The display stand, sighed.

"The cultural relics in these auctions are not mine. I'm just a publisher. Someone came to my place to auction. At best, I'm just a middleman!" Margaret raised her eyebrows.

"Middleman, I'm actually here for one thing!" Fisher put the glasses on the small plate in front of him.

"Zhenjin!"

"I guessed it. If an international arms dealer like you comes to me to photograph cultural relics, why not go to Sotheby's!" Margaret nodded, "Then, please come with me!"

"my pleasure!"

In the darkness, the two departed almost unnoticed.

Following Margaret through the corridor covered by the curtain, Fisher finally came to a relatively private reception room. At this moment, there was already a rough middle-aged man waiting here, and there were more than ten people standing behind him. There were several bodyguards, and there were more standing outside the reception room. When he saw Fisher coming in with Margaret, the big man's eyes lit up.

"I've heard of you for a long time, Mr. Fisher Adams!"

(End of this chapter)