Marvel's opening inherits Darkseid

Chapter 124 Investigation of Wakanda
Nanzhou threw the female bodyguard out domineeringly, and smashed it on T'Challa's body, and the two of them fell to the ground just like that.

"Before you find out the truth of the matter, I still hope you don't do it casually!"

Nan Zhou smiled at T'Challa, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

T'Challa gritted his teeth and stood up, he still wanted to say something.

But suddenly, Nan Zhou turned around, and his fingers directly touched T'Challa's forehead.

"What? Do you really want to say something?"

Looking at T'Challa, Nan Zhou's eyes became serious, cold, with a hint of murderous intent.

Of course, this killing intent was definitely not real, but it was done deliberately to frighten T'Challa.

After T'Challa felt Nan Zhou's eyes, his whole body trembled.

He had never felt such a terrifying aura in the eyes of other people.

Even their most powerful display in Wakanda now has no such eyes.

Who is this man, and how sacred is he.

T'Challa, who was still trying to struggle, couldn't hold back a fart for a long time at this time, so he could only shut his mouth.

Seeing that T'Challa stopped talking, Nanzhou smiled with satisfaction.

"Very good, you are very good, knowing that you will retreat in spite of difficulties, I appreciate you very much, you are worthy of being the prince of Wakanda, and you are still sensible."

But at this moment, Techara spoke...

"Why do you know that I am the prince of Wakanda, what is the relationship between you and Wakanda, and my father?"

Faced with T'Challa's question, Nan Zhou didn't feel dissatisfied, but gave an answer instead.

"Actually, I know a lot of things, not only that you are from Wakanda, not only that you are powerful in Wakanda, but also the legend of your Black Panther."

After Nan Zhou finished speaking, he patted T'Challa on the shoulder, completely ignoring his surprised expression, pretending that he was hiding his merit and fame.

Just after Nan Zhou left, the female bodyguard came forward, her eyes also full of surprise.

"Prince, do you want to report this matter to the king?"

T'Challa nodded without any hesitation...

"It must be reported, this matter is not a trivial matter, we have to go back now!"

After all, T'Challa walked out of the alley first. He looked around and found that Nan Zhou was no longer visible.

"Going really fast."

T'Challa was speechless, then turned and left with the female bodyguard.

On the tall building beside him, Nan Zhou watched Wu Wu where the two left, and spread his hands helplessly.

"The current prince of Wakanda is so impetuous, it seems that he has to continue to practice for a few years."

At this time, Nan Zhou remembered that he had to buy milk tea, so he jumped off the tall building and went straight to the milk tea shop.

"Hope it's not closed."

Nan Zhou looked at the time and found that it was getting late. If the milk tea shop was closed, he would be guilty.

But fortunately, when Nan Zhou arrived at the milk tea shop, the shop hadn't closed yet, and there were still a few customers in the shop.

Nanzhou quickly bought the milk tea, and then ran to the house quickly.

After arriving home, Nan Zhou saw Hela's dissatisfied expression.

"Why have you been away for so long?"

Haila looked at Nan Zhou with a silly smile on her face, and wanted to say a few more words, but looking at Nan Zhou's face, she couldn't say a word for a while.

"Let's not be an example!"

After not saying anything for a long time, Hela just grabbed her own milk tea and warned Nan Zhou.

"Actually, I encountered something this time."

Nan Zhou nodded while telling Hela what happened just now.

After listening to Nan Zhou's narration, Hela sneered twice...

"Don't you have an old saying that curiosity killed the cat? Curiosity can't kill you, but it can waste a lot of your time, such as bringing me milk tea."

Saying that, Hela just took a sip of milk tea, and then said...

"You're not a superhero, why do you care about so many things?"

Nan Zhou smiled wryly when he heard this.

"Even if I'm not a superhero, I can't deprive me of the right to watch the movie, right? I just watched the movie. Who knew that those two people were so blind, and they were finally repaired by me?"

"What? Are you still proud?"

After hearing Nanzhou's words, Hela spoke again.

"You are so proud of teaching two mortals a lesson?"

From Hela's point of view, Nan Zhou delayed his time to drink milk tea to watch a play, no matter what his reasons were, it was all sophistry in his opinion.

Nanzhou naturally knew that when Hela was still in a bad mood, her casual sentences were full of thorns, so she didn't bother to continue talking, and turned her head to drink her own milk tea.

……

In a blink of an eye came the second day.

In Wakanda, the mysterious country in Africa...

T'Challa found his father, the king of Wakanda.

The king frowned slightly when he heard this.

Obviously, the masked man T'Challa was talking about, who could crush steel pipes with his bare hands, certainly didn't know him.
So how did he know these things about Wakanda?How did you know about the Black Panther?

"This matter is very involved. Whether this person is hearing or experiencing it in Wakanda, this is not a good thing for us."

The king said with a serious face.

A person who does not know his identity, knows the biggest secret of Wakanda, and is highly skilled in martial arts. Even his own son and female bodyguard are not his opponents when they join forces, and he is directly killed by him.

If this kind of strong man is a Wakanda, the king must have an impression, but he doesn't have any impression, so this person is naturally not a Wakanda.

It's even less safe that an outsider holds Wakanda's secrets.

Who knows when he will reveal the secrets of Wakanda, even the existence of Wakanda.

That would be a devastating disaster for Wakanda.

Thinking of this, the king looked at Techara...

"My son, I'm afraid you have to go to New York. You must find out the true identity of the masked man you are talking about."

With the king's order, T'Challa naturally complied, but after thinking about being tortured by that masked man before, it was really uncomfortable.

At this time, the king spoke again.

"Do you have an impression of that mask? If so, draw it for me, and I'll let other people check the identity of this person."

After the king finished speaking, he handed T'Challa pen and paper.

Although it was a dark night, T'Challa could still see the mask clearly with the help of the weak light, so he drew it after taking the pen and paper.

"very good!"

Seeing how T'Challa drew the mask, the king nodded in satisfaction.

"With the appearance of the mask, I don't believe we can't find him!"

(End of this chapter)