Marvel’s Princess Chapter 1123: Rebellion

Wakabi's accusation was not unexpected. Charlie and the others sat by themselves, as if they had not heard anything. In the afternoon, Bella remotely summoned the family's giant panda cub Nana to Wakanda. At this time, she held the giant panda cub's head and stroked it violently, pinched its face, and touched its chin. From time to time, Natasha and Samantha would reach out and stroke it.

The chubby guy enjoyed this kind of caressing, and occasionally stretched out his pink tongue to lick their fingers. Bella took out the dried fish from Wakanda to tease the giant panda cub, which did not bother the border tribes at all. Take it seriously.

John Walker has some thoughts about Captain America taking care of everything, but several White House advisers told him not to act rashly. This is not the United States. Let's just watch the show.

The old king T'Chaka's methods are stronger than those of the future Black Panther T'Challa. After being the king for so many years, he has long expected that there will be opposition. Who exactly is it? Everyone has been here for so many years. He I also know it well.

The posture of holding the wine glass did not change, and he casually winked at the two border tribe soldiers beside Wakabi. Their expressions were extremely complicated, but after hesitating for a while, they whispered to Wakabi. Kirby said a few words, and then he forcibly restrained his clan leader from left to right.

Encountered a backstab, which made the impulsive Wakabi extremely angry. He struggled hard, but since the two cronies chose to betray, they would betray him to the end. They pressed Wakabi to the death.

The royal guards holding spears walked quickly. They surrounded Wakabi from three directions. The sharp spear heads glowed with cold light. The female warriors posed in an attack posture. No one would doubt that once The old king ordered that the female warriors of the Royal Guards who belonged to the royal family would immediately stab seven or eight transparent holes in Wakabi's body.

"It's so insidious! It's so insidious, I can't fight you, hahahahaha" Wakabi smiled, and his smile was ugly.

"Old man! Did you bribe my people? What are you going to do next? Take away all my rights and replace the border tribe with a new chief?"

His loud questioning aroused the hostility of Okoye, the captain of the Royal Guards. The angry bald female warrior put a vibranium spear on his neck, and she would kill him as soon as the king gave the order. This guy who disobeyed the king.

The old king walked up to him calmly: "Wakabi, my friend, I trust you, and my son also regards you as a friend. He respects you like an elder brother. This is how you repay us. ”

His words were sincere, but they were useless. For a determined patriot, these words would not change Wakabi's mind.

The old king sighed half-seriously: "You are as stubborn as your father, take him down and let him calm down for a few days."

When Wakabi was brought to the gate, he suddenly shook off the oppression of the two betrayers, ignored the vibranium spear in front of him, and shouted loudly: "You are not worthy of being Wakanda. King! You are not a panther now. If you are old, you should return to the embrace of the Panther God. Death is not the end, it is a starting point. It is time for you to set off. According to tradition, you should abdicate and elect a new king!"

The Black Panther and the King are mutually exclusive. The King is a Black Panther, and the Black Panther is also the King. This has been Wakanda’s tradition for many years. Regardless of cultural factors, the core meaning of this matter is one, fist. Big is the truth. Compared with a group of ordinary people, the Black Panther with the heart-shaped grass enhancement is undoubtedly the one with the biggest fist.

With the instinct of a political figure, the old king T'Chaka immediately suspected his son. The current Black Panther is T'Challa. If he planned this series of events and overthrew himself, he would immediately will become a king.

But in less than a second, he overturned this assumption. It was impossible! He knew his son very well. T'Challa wouldn't do such a thing, and he probably wouldn't even think about it. The other tribal chiefs, queens, and Royal Guard Captain Okoye either looked directly at him or used their peripheral vision. Everyone was looking at T'Challa, except the old king. He trusted his son very much and still maintained his previous stance.

"Haha, Wakabi, my friend, you must have drunk too much. First of all, this matter does not comply with the procedures. Secondly, I can't see any candidate challenging me."

As soon as the old king finished speaking, Black Panther T'Challa stood up and said categorically: "I believe that my father will lead Wakanda to glory. Wakabi, your sowing discord is meaningless."

His eagerness to jump out was a blow to his personal prestige. He seemed too impatient and not calm enough. As a politician, this was a loss, but he clearly supported the old king and also showed The unity of the royal family leaves no room for speculators to move.

The father and son hoped to see Wakabi panic, but they were disappointed. The chief of the border tribe did not panic at all. He looked directly into the eyes of the father and son: "If I remember correctly, Njobu is your biological brother. , Azuri’s son, right? Does his son Eric Cremonger, who also owns Azuri’s ring, have the right to inherit the king? My respected Emperor T’Chaka, please tell me!”

Realizing that things were about to get out of control, T'Chaka's eyes became colder. When Wakabi pressed him again, he had to answer this question: "That child died of illness many years ago."

Wakabi sneered: "Dead? How did he die? Was he killed by you? Just like you killed your own brother, tearing his chest apart with vibranium claws?"

Black Panther T'Challa was furious, his eyes full of anger, and he strode up to Wakabi: "What on earth are you talking about? You madman! I had no idea that you longed for power to this extent! You How dare you slander my father! ”

"That's not a slander. My cousin, your parents must know, it's just that you don't know it yourself."

A strange man's voice sounded outside the banquet hall. Along with the sound of footsteps, there was also the sound of metal whizzing by and the wailing of several soldiers being knocked down outside the banquet hall.

Eric Klimanger, who had dreadlocks and still looked a little childish, strode into the banquet hall. Next to him was an old man with a purple helmet and a wrinkled face.

The captain of the Royal Guard, the young female warrior Okoye, heard the screams of her subordinates. She was closest to the gate. She shouted loudly, exerted strength on her waist and legs, waved the spear in her hand, and quickly stabbed the old man in the throat. .

Eric Klimanger knew he was black just by looking at his skin color. She didn’t dare to attack casually. There was no need to be polite to the old white man in front of her!