Chapter 156: I am a wandering prince, after the deed...

"Did you run away?"

Even if he didn't look back, Chen Qun could feel that the other party was running frantically, constantly dodging left and right, as if he was doing some kind of standard dodging posture.

Chen Qun sneered, turned around, and looked at the other party sideways, pounced forward, and rolled. Then he bounced up and kicked hard against the wall, jumping up like a cheetah.

With his hands on the wall, Eric rolled over and rolled down to the other side of the wall, running wildly.

Run, run, run!

The instinct honed between life and death stimulated his brain and told him how dangerous the man in front of him was! And even intuition aside, the flame of the other party, which easily reduces people to ashes, is enough to make people's hearts frightened.

Soon!

There was a plaza in front of him, and Eric's eyes lit up with joy as he saw a man sitting on a motorcycle not far away smoking a cigarette.

As long as the car is robbed, the other party will not be able to catch up with him, and then rush to the police station, the other party should not dare to make a big fuss.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the way.

"When will it !!?"

Eric subconsciously leaned sideways against the wall, his face ugly.

"Don't waste your efforts."

It was Chen Qun who stood in front of him, and with a casual move, a cloud of water turned into a rope to lock Eric firmly, even if he kept resisting, the power contained in it was not at all what he could break free.

"Alright, I think we should find a place to talk."

……………

In an apartment room, Chen Qun casually pulled a chair and sat down, and in front of him was Eric, who was restrained by the water and couldn't move.

This is an abandoned house that Chen Qun found casually, the house is in a mess, it has obviously been rummaged through many times, and I don't know why no one lives in it.

"Tell me where you came from."

Although Eric is vulnerable to himself, the other party's physical fitness and reflexes; and the ruthless attack and the agility to quickly judge and escape, which are not something that ordinary people can have.

There is also the smell of blood that fills his body, such people are either murderous veterans of a hundred battles, or mercenary fanatics who are on the verge of life and death.

Such people should not be inexplicably present in such slums.

「……」

Eric bowed his head in silence with an expressionless face, Chen Qun knew that the other party didn't seem to be like the previous gangsters, who would confess with a casual threat.

"It's a very strong mental will."

Chen Qun sat on the chair and didn't say anything, but instead pressed on the other party with a domineering substance.

Boom!

Eric fell to his knees, his pupils dilated and opened, and a terrifying and terrifying feeling filled his body.

This feeling seems to be targeted by a beast, and it seems to be the fear of being locked by a sniper on the battlefield.

A certain pride from within him made his figure sitting on a plastic chair look like a god, and the majesty of the colossal made him involuntarily want to give in.

"Tell me, who the hell are you?"

"I...... My name is Eric, Eric Stevens. He graduated from Annapolis University at the age of 19 and went on to earn a graduate degree from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. After completing his studies, he joined the U.S. Navy SEALs and was eventually sent on combat missions in Afghanistan and Iraq!"

In a trance, under heavy pressure, Eric confided his identity in a daze.

"Now that I'm retired, I'm looking for Vibranium's whereabouts, and I want to form an alliance with Crow."

Vibranium!

Chen Qun suddenly waved his hand, and Eric's clothes were torn in half and fell off, revealing dense scar tattoos on it.

"I seem to have seen this tattoo somewhere......

Strange-looking tattoos are like some kind of special ritual, some of which have a strange beauty and are uncomfortable.

"It looks like a custom of some African tribe

。」

Chen Qun's eyes flashed, Eric, vibranium, and this tattoo seemed to be a person he knew!

"And the vibranium you said, you're from Wakanda?"

"You know vibranium and Wakanda!"

Eric, who was still in a trance, suddenly raised his head as if he had been awakened, his expression was excited, his body was constantly struggling, and he squirmed and arched towards Chen Qun.

"Tell me! Tell me!"

Looking at Eric's sudden madness, Chen Qun couldn't help but shake his head.

If I remember correctly, the man in front of me is a member of the Wakanda royal family nicknamed "The Golden Leopard" - and the cousin of T'Challa the Black Panther.

As a person who grew up in the current United States, with his own efforts, he received a higher education, got a graduate degree from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, served in the Navy SEALs, and killed people like hemp.

But he desperately wants to prove his pedigree and adores everything he yearns for in Wakanda.

He tried to connect with his homeland, but he did not receive any traditional education from his hometown since he was a child, and he had no way to embrace his native culture, so he could only apply his understanding of African culture to himself.

But these scar tattoos, which were supposed to symbolize beauty and glory, turned into a record of merit on his hands.

For each person he killed, he added a tattoo of a scar, a dense patch of tattoos that spoke of his cruelty. And all this to kill the Black Panther and reclaim the throne!

………………

"What the hell do you know?"

Eric gasped for breath and stared at Chen Qun with a dead eye.

"You don't seem to have figured out who you are?"

Chen Qun, who looked at the other party's greedy and eager eyes, frowned, shook his right hand, and the water restrained him and hung him up.

"Wait, there's something."

Just as he was about to step forward to let the other party recognize his situation, Chen Qun keenly felt that something had descended on the rooftop of the building. His eyes passed through the obstacles and saw a flying machine slowly landing on the top.

"It's ...... Looks like someone is looking for you?"

Chen Qun's eyes were strange, this was a jet fighter full of science fiction atmosphere, three blue flames sprayed at the bottom, carrying the fighter plane and slowly falling.

"What?"

Eric calmed down, could it be that his girlfriend came to him?

No way, his whereabouts have not been revealed!

"A high-tech plane that seems to be invisible, and a couple of black men in primitive costumes."

"Seems to be someone from Wakanda? Are they coming for you?"

Eric's face was ugly, and he honestly quickly confessed: "That's right, they're here for me. Actually, I have another name, Nijadaka! Prince Nichob's son!"

"My father is the younger brother of the current king! He's a murderer who killed his own brother for power!"

"This executioner can't help but want to do something to me!"

Eric's eyes were not afraid, but stared at Chen Qun fieryly.

"If you know Wakanda and Vibranium, you must know how rich Wakanda is."

"You have such power, as long as you help me reclaim the throne, I can give you untold wealth and status!"