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Dr. Doom smiled indifferently, waved his hand, and operated the "Gate of Hell" in reverse.

All the demons uttered shrill curses.

They don't want to leave yet, they crave more blood!

but.

The call of the gate of hell forced them to obediently repatriate.

After all, the anger of the "Hell Lord" is definitely not a taboo that they can violate!

The demons retreated, leaving only countless corpses on the battlefield.

The survivors hugged the bodies of their companions and cried in pain.

Their king ended this one-sided "war".

However, the king should have come earlier.

Stop everything earlier.

Hill slowly descended from the sky and stood in front of the aged king.

"My duty is to direct the battle."

"There is someone else who is negotiating with you."

"King Chaka, please..."

Hill raised his hand, moved his body aside, and said in a kind tone.

An azure space wormhole appeared in front of Hill.

On the other side of the passage, Ren Jie had been waiting for a long time.

King Chaka smiled bitterly.

He stared at the "mechanical behemoth" in the sky, and already understood, who is the real mastermind behind the scenes!

that man...

Although Wakanda is closed, it also has an intelligence department, which is responsible for collecting intelligence around the world.

The young Chinese man who was touted as the "God Throne" has been acquiring "Zhenjin" for a long time.

He thought that the "vibration gold" living in the outside world was enough for him to use.

Unexpectedly, he was even more greedy.

He actually came up with the idea of ​​"Wakanda", he wanted this "goose" that lays golden eggs!

"Ren Jie..."

King Chaka, chanting the man's name.

A coldness rushed to his brain, sending a chill down his spine.

"T'Challa...you go with me."

King Chaka called out the name of his son, his successor, the next king.

"As per your order... Father..."

T'Challa stared at the "Space Wormhole" and responded to his father.

The fear from the unknown, the backlog in his heart, made him feel breathless and extremely tired.

He is still very young.

Just returned to my hometown, ready to show off my skills.

Far from being a "superhero" five years from now.

The father and son are not moving very fast.

Hill carried his hands on his back, raised his face arrogantly, and looked down at the tragedy at the scene indifferently.

She will stay here until the negotiations are over.

The entire city, all creatures, are chips in Ren Jie's hands.

Whether or not to press the "Destruction Button" depends entirely on the sincerity of the "Black Panthers".

......

The other end of the wormhole.

It's the Hanmer Building, the conference room on the top floor.

Only those big shareholders are qualified to sit here.

Every chair is a status symbol.

In the long and narrow conference table, the shadows in the distance stretched all the way, and a man was sitting with his legs crossed, sitting in the chief.

It was a cynical Chinese man, very young, only in his twenties.

He put the dusty leather shoes directly on this table, which symbolizes power and power.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

At the feet of the young man, he just stepped on the identity card symbolizing "Justin Hammer".

King Chaka sighed sadly, a powerful aura that made him stagnate in place.

as if to convey.

He is only qualified to sit at the bottom of the table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ren..."

King Chaka speaks fluent Chinese.

He has visited that ancient country and seen a long history and culture.

His attitude is humble and full of sincerity.

Young T'Challa was not in a good mood.

He walked to the window, overlooking the magnificent city under the gray dome.

The dim dome outside, like "Wakanda" at this time, exudes a sense of oppressive heaviness.

And the young man who said nothing, just nodded.

He can erase his beloved country from the world forever.

"King Chaka, I'm a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense."

"Three percent..."

Ren Jie said indifferently.

Just one sentence angered King Chaka and the young prince!

"Too many, we cannot accept your terms."

"Since it is a negotiation, we should be more sincere with each other."

King Chaka held back his anger, and his vicissitudes of life was full of pleading expressions, hoping that Ren Jie would think about it.

but.

Ren Jie laughed.

Obviously, His Majesty the King misunderstood what he meant.

Then, Ren Jie said words that made King Chaka and Prince T'Challa feel suffocated.

"Three percent, it's yours...".

Chapter 96

The atmosphere in the conference room dropped to freezing point.

Prince T'Challa clenched his fists and stared at the young man in the shadows with bloodshot eyes!

Seventy percent!

He wants the life of "Wakanda"!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

King Chaka, angrily wanted to get up from his seat, he would never accept this kind of humiliating treaty!

"King Chaka, think twice before..."

"If you leave that chair, even ten percent is gone."

Ren Jie stretched lazily, what he said was like a joke.

But the father and son who were present couldn't laugh.

after all.

The dense corpse in the square is the best - proof!

"Too much..."

"Without the Vibranium Mine, Wakanda would cease to exist! "

"All traditions will be rewritten, and we will become no different from other countries."

King Chaka, pleading bitterly.

Looking back now, the "three percent" I heard earlier was simply the most beautiful word in the world.

It's a pity that Ren Jie's will does not allow anyone to violate it.

And, he was already ready to speak.

This king can be given a decent step down.

"Wouldn't that be nice?"