As luck would have it, Belle found Eric Kilmonge when she searched the third room.

Wrapped in only a white bath towel, he sat on the sofa and played with a delicate dagger.

"It's a good gift," he said, flicking the blade with his finger and popping out a crisp "poof," "I like it." ”

"There's a saying in my hometown that a sword is given to a hero," a deep male voice came from Kilmonger's computer, "and this sword is given to you to celebrate the first step of our cooperation." ”

"I don't remember saying I was going to work with you," said Kilmonger, "it's just a deal, you help me get the throne, and I'll give you seven hundred pounds of vibranium." ”

"The throne of Wakanda was not bought with just 700 pounds of vibranium." The voice continued, "Without me, you can only continue to be your mercenary. ”

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been able to get vibranium so smoothly!" Kilmonger said, his tone becoming more serious, "No one can invade Wakanda without help from within!" ”

"Don't be so arrogant, Your Majesty," said the voice, which, despite the use of the title of His Majesty, still sounded very contemptuous, "nothing in this world is absolute, and if you still have such childish thoughts, it will not be long before you regret it." ”

"If I had heard such a thing a month ago, I would have believed you without hesitation," said Kilmonger, "but now, I am the king of Wakanda, and I have received the power of the Black Panther, and there is no one and nothing in this world that I can regret!" ”

A contemptuous sigh came from the computer.

Belle stood right behind Kilmonger, looking at the dark computer screen, imagining the mood of the man on the other side.

Judging from the conversation just now, this unknown person (gender unknown, who doesn't know how to use a voice-changing device) is obviously her enemy, but she is a little sympathetic to this person now, after all, working with someone like Kilmonger hurts to think about it.

If she really hurts.

"I need to warn you," the voice said, "your five-man guard, but my subordinates. ”

"So what?" "This is Wakanda," said Kilmenger arrogantly, "and the glory and riches I can give them are something they can't earn in a lifetime; Come hard, all the armies and all the weapons of Wakanda are at my disposal, and I have inherited the power of the Black Panthers, and if they dare to act even the slightest rashly, I will make them regret living in this world. ”

He didn't say this with a bluff, but with real confidence.

It was he himself, disguised as the Winter Soldier, who, along with the other five, infiltrated Wakanda, assassinated the king and his wife, and seriously wounded T'Challa.

An accomplished mercenary and former Navy SEAL, Kilmongue is a top fighter in his own right.

He is proficient in a variety of hot and cold weapons, has superb combat skills, has extensive experience in special operations, and has a remarkable strategic and tactical vision.

For days, he had been fighting alongside the five-man convoy and observing them. He concluded that any of the five were stronger than his own before he drank the heart-shaped herbs.

But now, inheriting the power of the Black Panther and possessing the vibranium armor developed by Su Rui, Kilmonge's strength is no longer what it used to be. He didn't dare to say that he could defeat the five people joining forces, but it was almost impossible for those five people to kill him.

What's more, this is Wakanda.

The new king of Kilmonge ascended the throne, and although his foundation was unstable, there were many tribes willing to support him.

Others, although more inclined to T'Challa, are inward. Once they find out that five foreigners want to kill their own king, all of Wakanda will be on His Majesty's side.

This is a clan and tribal tradition that is rooted in the Wakanda DNA and has been passed down for thousands of years.

It was completely unexpected that a few of them were able to kill the previous king, such a miracle is difficult to have a second time, and Kilmenge, as a king, will never allow this kind of thing to happen a second time.

He stroked the gold tooth necklace around his neck, confirming that there was no problem with the vibranium armor stored in it, which undoubtedly strengthened his confidence.

"Well, why is it that everyone is like this," said the voice helplessly, "I have already said these things to the bald fat man once, and I will say them again: man, always be in awe, and do not always think that you are invincible in the world. You can sit in this seat not because you are better than others, but because I let you sit there. I can let you sit on it, and I can make someone else sit on it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Kilmonger smashed the computer with a punch.

Real smashing! His punch was enough to prove that he Kilmonger had stepped into the realm of superhumans, and stood on the height of looking down on all beings with T'Challa, Captain America, and the Winter Soldier.

It's a pity that the Marvel world is a world of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. In the world, there are far more than all living beings, there are thousands of freaks with various special abilities.

The door to the room opened silently.

It was a middle-aged man who came first. He was a white man, with short black hair, a beard on his face, a hard face, and a firm application. He wears a black training uniform and has a silhouette that resembles that of a larger, Captain America.

But the most eye-catching thing is the black metallic gloss of the fist glove on his hand, which seems to have been removed from the holy clothes of the Hades Fighter, which makes people feel ominous when they look at it.

She was followed by a white woman. The height is the same as the middle-aged man before him, only not as burly. Her blonde hair was combed into a tight braid, probably mentally prepared, once someone grabbed her hair in battle, she would cut it off immediately, and she would never hesitate.

Her weapon, it seems, was also prepared to quickly cut off her hair, two delicately shaped daggers. For some reason, the silver blade looks foggy and does not reflect even in a brightly lit room.

After her, came an Asian man, also dressed in a black training uniform, bald-headed, beardless, and gloomy-looking, and Belle felt furious just by looking at his appearance.

What terrified Belle even more was his weapon, a flickering red glow, like a fangs pulled from the mouth of a giant serpent.

Following the Asian man, in is a dwarf who seems to be elongated. He had a moxican head and an exaggerated beard, and his muscles almost burst through his clothes. He carried a large axe of astonishing size, which made his steps a little heavier and blocked the door slightly.

While Kilmonger's eyes were focused on the axe-wielding giant, the fifth man slipped in and occupied a corner alone.

This is a black man, who was originally called strong, but under the backdrop of the other four, he can only be regarded as strong. He was also the only one of the five to use a gun. It was a quaint flintlock spear, and the muzzle of the gun was also equipped with a three-edged military thorn with a blood groove, and it was no wonder that in a hurry, Su Rui mistakenly thought that these five people were using cold weapons.

The man in the fist gauntlet looked like the captain of the five, only to see him step forward and throw a cell phone to Kilmonger.

"The Commander has something to tell you."

When the phone flew in the air, Kilmonger had already summoned the vibranium armor from his necklace to cover his entire body. He picked up the phone, didn't want to answer the phone at all, and just pinched the phone into pieces.

"I'll give you two choices," Kilmonger said, his sharp hooks sticking out the tips of his fingers, "and be loyal to me wholeheartedly, and you will be above ten thousand under one man, or continue to be loyal to your ridiculous commander and show your loyalty with your life." ”

"Although you don't want to hear it, I'm going to tell you what the commander has to say," said the man in the gauntlet, "you're a man with brains, but you've just been carried away by a moment of power. As long as you can reflect on it, we will only teach you a lesson, and if you continue to say stupid things and do stupid things, then kill you. ”

"Kill me?" "Didn't you forget something?" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly made a move, and the distance of ten meters came in an instant, and he rushed to the fist man in the blink of an eye, and his right hand was like a tiger's claw, straight to the heart.

He can't defeat the five of them together, but he can't let people bully him to the top of his head. He planned to capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as he could kill the captain with a single blow, the remaining four would never be able to inflict any damage on himself before the guards arrived.

Far beyond the explosive power of ordinary people, the blessing of the vibranium armor and the determination to kill, Kilmonger's shot this time is already the limit of his speed, he is confident, let alone blocking, these five people will not even have time to react.

Obviously, he was wrong, and he couldn't have been more wrong.

The man in the gloves not only reacted, but also took the time to give Kilmonge a meaningful look.

The look was like saying, "Silly, huh? We lied to you before! ”

Although the man in the gloves had already reacted, he didn't move, and as the captain, sometimes he needed to put on a show to be more intimidating to the enemy.

As he expected, the bald Asian man moved, and he moved in front of the glove man faster than Kilmonger, and when Kilmonger's claw tip was still half a meter away from the target, his left hand without a knife was gently pressed against Kilmonger's chest in the shape of a palm.

Kirmonge didn't care, at such a short distance, he couldn't exert his strength at all, and even if he barely exerted his strength, it was impossible to hurt himself under the protection of the vibranium armor.

And then the next moment, he paid the price for his carelessness.

After a loud bang comparable to a cannon fire, he was shocked and flew more than ten meters away, hitting the wall before stopping.

"Ouch hey!"

Belle in the state of "complete stealth" couldn't help but exclaim, not for this unexpected blow, but because of the change in the bald man:

He had an extra bone mask on his face, like the skull of a crow.

"Hey, Aizen is all out, why didn't I think he could use Honyu to create a Kamen Army. Eighty percent of their weapons are the treasures of kings, right? She pondered, "So this commander is also with them?" ”

She was still thinking that Kirmonge, who had been beaten into the wall, had finally recovered.

Just now, he was directly stunned.

"Who are you? You're not human! As he spoke, his voice trembling a little.

"Your Majesty need not panic," said the man in the gauntlet, "as I have just said, the Commander's instructions are that everything is negotiable as long as you are willing to cooperate. By the way, what just happened, there are five of us, and each of us can do it. ”

With a flick of his hand over his face, a mask resembling a gladiator's helmet appeared.

The other three similarly summoned their masks: the blonde's mask was pure white, covering only the lower half of her face; The Giant Axe Man's mask is full of patterns, with two pointed horns that curve upwards; The black man's mask resembles an evil god totem, making his whole person look even more ghostly.

"This is the power that Mr. Bruce Day has given us," the gauntlet man said, with a faint excitement in his voice, "I personally hope that you can have a little backbone and fight desperately, just let me try, I think I can crush your skull!" ”