When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

"You call me a nigger, aren't you a black person yourself?" Black Panther said in pain.

Chief of Staff Peter, who was black, had a serious look on his face and said plausibly, "Just because I'm black, it doesn't count as racial discrimination if I call you a nigger."

There was a moment of silence.

"Fake squid, damn white pig"

"bang"

"Ow"

Chief of Staff Peter's words were so reasonable that the Black Panthers could not refute them, so they had to take it out on President Clinton. With a sudden force, Mr. President was kicked until his eyes turned white and he howled loudly.

"Fuck, Peter, you damn nigger, I'm going to fire you from your job," President Clinton yelled after rolling around a few times.

He also has a bad fate

If you are in the White House, even if it is not as heavily guarded as the Pentagon, there are still nuclear-proof underground bases where you can hide, or you can sneak away under the protection of Bi. Unexpectedly, I finally came to the Ministry of National Defense, but I was robbed halfway.

p, if he wasn't afraid of being exposed, well, even if his identity was exposed, as a Skrull mid-level warrior, he seemed like he couldn't get through that damn nigger without a weapon.

Damn it, why is this damn earth so abnormal? Having several ninth-level wise men is enough to defy the heavens. Now, just going out for a visit, you will encounter invulnerable mutants.

Alas, is the Department of Defense poisonous? After I became president, I only came here twice. The first time I met Payne, the second time I didn’t

"Ow"

"Fake Squid, I'm kicking, I'm kicking." The Black Panther kicked Clinton hard while cursing, "Didn't you just listen to what the nigger across from you said? Only black people can call other people niggas. Although he is a nigger, he is also you. This white-skinned pig can be scolded."

Nigger brother, fight well, use a little force. Chief of Staff Peter began to doubt his previous decision. Was he letting that old guy Johnson just throw missiles and kill them?

Bolivar moved a chair, walked over and put it away, then stood on it, cleared his throat and said: "Black Panther, let's stop talking nonsense. Since you are so smart, just say your name." That’s the purpose of this trip.”

"My name is Jobney, you can just call me the Black Panther. This attack on the Pentagon has only one purpose, and that is to liberate the oppressed and enslaved black people in the United States."

When Jobney said this, his eyes were firm and wise, and he exuded a "fearless spirit of devotion to the revolutionary people."

"Damn, you're a lunatic," Bolivar cursed in a low voice.

Chief of Staff Peter's eyes looked at Jobney with sympathy. At that moment, he persuaded softly: "Well, Jobney, I am also a black man. I don't seem to feel oppressed, and no one enslaves me. Otherwise, I will give it to you." Introduce a nursing home with a comfortable environment, and the Ministry of National Defense will pay for the medical expenses. Let’s forget about it today.”

"What do you mean, why should I go to a nursing home?" Jobney showed a standard black question mark face.

General Johnson quietly left the negotiation table, walked to the intelligence team, and asked: "Have you found out about Jobney? He is a freak who escaped from a mental hospital?"

"Report General, after facial image comparison, this Jobney is from Oakland, California. He is not mentally ill. On the contrary, he has a very high degree of education. He received a dual master's degree in economics and sociology from Harvard a few years ago. By the way, Jobney There is also a 10-year-old son named Eric, but his wife Monica died of illness early in his life. He is a staunch expert on the black civil rights movement. This incident should be related to the Los Angeles riots last year. You must not talk about it. He thinks he is a psycho, or you have to use a neurotic way of thinking to communicate with him."

"Fake"

When General Johnson returned to the video negotiation table after inquiring about the information, he heard Jobney angrily saying: "I'm crazy. Have you forgotten the slave trade from the African continent to North America? How many roads were paved along the way?" The bones of black people, how many dead souls of our ancestors are neighing and shouting for those white pigs, and they keep talking about equality and democracy. However, apart from singing and sports, do we black brothers have other options? Are there black politicians, black scientists, Educator: Are we born to love selling flour and are we born to be gangsters? No, it’s because this unfair country doesn’t give us opportunities at all.