The Devil Comes to the United States

479 The Rich Man

"You actually pretended to be our goddess!" T'Challa's voice rose an octave instantly, and then realized that this matter should not be made public, and looked around cautiously.

After making sure that there was no one else around the garden and that this secret would not be revealed, T'Challa took two steps forward and whispered:
"You shouldn't insult our faith!"

"Come on, T'Challa, who is the beneficiary of this incident? Is it me? Tsk tsk tsk, isn't the vested interest just you Wakanda?" Zed glanced leisurely and took a deep breath After a sigh of relief, he continued, "And now no one can stop this matter, it has become a 'fact' that everyone agrees on."

T'Challa knows what Zed means by "unstoppable". Whether it is the temptation of the king's throne or the glory of defeating Wakanda's sinners, no Wakanda warrior can refuse, and T'Challa himself does not want to stop. exception.

"Damn it." T'Challa pinched his eye sockets and paced non-stop, "Don't let other people know about this!"

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. But I still have to give my reward, the reward for successfully preventing Eric's conspiracy. Mr. Techara shouldn't deduct my reward, right?" Zed responded with a smile Say T'Challa.

T'Challa knew what Zed wanted, either the Vibranium of Wakanda, or the dial of the knight. It was basically impossible to have a third possibility, so he said bluntly:
"It's fine to activate the dial, but you don't need to think about Zhenjin. If there is no reasonable channel, even the king cannot freely control Zhenjin, let alone I am not a king now.

"And you'd better not appear in front of those elders, I don't dare to take any risk.

"Hiss—ah, hell, I should really drag you into the arena and dedicate you to the goddess."

"But for the sake of Wakanda, you have to keep this secret. Even, if there is any mistake, you have to help me solve it." Zed saw Techara getting excited again, and quickly gave him a reassurance, " Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm just giving you an example. I'm always clean and I don't show myself."

After Zed made a guarantee, T'Challa was relieved a little bit, but he was still very entangled. Seeing this, Zed directly handed a blank dial to T'Challa and said:

"Please, Mr. T'Challa, this is the end of the matter, don't hesitate."

"Huh." T'Challa snorted coldly, took the dial in Zed's hand and pressed it directly. He didn't even bother to take a closer look at the dial. Eye.

Clinking coins sounded, and a large number of silvery-white coins spewed out from the center of the dial, almost filling the entire garden, and then collectively rushed back to the dial, piled up to form the power of Kamen Rider Birth Rider.

"Ah, as expected of a man who fights with money, even the activated dial looks like this." Zed couldn't help complaining after taking the birth dial.

T’Challa was overwhelmed with fear, but he couldn’t say anything, because he was fighting with money. Wakanda’s technological support is money; the manpower and material resources for planting heart-shaped grass are money; vibration gold equipment is more expensive than money. money.

"Okay, I won't bother Mr. T'Challa admiring the moon, and I'm looking forward to the duel tomorrow." Zed immediately walked out of the garden with the letter in his arms, but stopped and turned his head when he reached the exit, wondering, "Did you jump the queue? It shouldn't be your turn so soon."

Convex (fuck dish)
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Early the next morning, M'Baku, the leader of the Jabari tribe, walked to the arena surrounded by elders from various tribes.

The tribal leaders and members of the elders agreed to let Mbaku and T'Challa jump in the line, just to let Eric, who is in excellent form, eliminate them both.After all, no matter how abundant the food supply in Wakanda is, Eric's condition will inevitably decline over time.

After looking at each other, the elders said loudly:

"The first duel, M'Baku from the Jabari tribe against Erik, the sinner of Wakanda, begins now!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Mbaku beat his chest, held up the big knife in his hand and shouted:
"Die, sinner!"

"Heh, overreaching." Eric snorted coldly and then took the lead in launching the attack.

Eric is very good at fighting, and he is proficient in all kinds of weapons, but he has always used a mediocre sword and shield.This is not for stability, but to persist longer and kill more people.

And M'Baku, who can become the leader of the Jabari tribe, is not an embroidered pillow either. He immediately swung his big knife and killed Eric with an indomitable momentum.

Swish!
Jabari grabbed the ground violently with his left foot, exerted strength from his waist to turn his whole body, and swung the big knife in his hand towards Eric from the side.With the power of this knife, it is impossible for ordinary wooden shields to stop it.If you block hard, you will definitely lose an arm.

The spectators around were shocked. No one thought that the duel would be the climax from the very beginning, let alone that M'Baku was so strong.

Although a little disdainful, everyone couldn't help sweating for Eric, because this sinner should be knocked down by the candidate in their minds.

But Eric didn't disappoint everyone, he flipped his shield and pressed it against the blade of the broadsword, his body flipped briskly upwards using the shield in his left hand as a fulcrum, and stabbed a sword at M'Baku's chest at the same time.

laugh!
The dagger successfully pierced M'Baku's chest, but before it penetrated deep, M'Baku followed the inertia of swinging the knife to avoid the vital point, and the point-like puncture wound immediately turned into a cutting wound to the right.

Tick, tick, tick.

M'Baku's blood gurgled from the wound, and Eric showed a wicked smile, raised the dagger to his mouth, and licked it with his tongue:
"Chiliu, it's nothing special, it's exactly the same as the people I killed."

After speaking, Eric attacked M'Baku again, apparently not intending to let M'Baku leave alive.

T'Challa shouted anxiously on the sidelines:

"M'Baku, admit defeat! Your tribe still needs you, don't die in this place!"

"I refuse!" M'Baku considered himself a warrior, so of course it was impossible to admit defeat.

Zed hid in the crowd and watched the battle between M'Baku and Eric. He didn't comment, but he was quite speechless about this kind of Wakanda. How did they combine scientific progress and barbaric backwardness? It's hard to understand. .

Just as Zed was thinking about the answer, T'Challa yelled again:

"Dying for yourself or dying for the tribe, which one is more honorable? Do you want to be a hero for a while here, or bravely admit defeat?

"Answer me, Mbaku!"

"I... I... I admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)