Masked Rider from Marvel World

But the injury was too severe. Although T'Challa only slashed once, much more blood was lost, and the pool of water tended to turn red.

"Ah!" Eric roared and rushed towards T'Challa regardless of his own injuries.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast that had lost its mind. There was no pattern in his attack anymore. He was just risking his life, exchanging his life for injury. He no longer expected to defeat T'Challa and regain the throne, as it was unrealistic. However, there was still a possibility that he could severely injure T'Challa by risking his life.

After a while, Eric had a few more sword marks on his body, and his bleeding speed increased a lot. His face even turned pale. It was a miracle that he didn't go into shock due to excessive blood loss.

T'Challa also suffered a small loss and had a sword wound on his arm, but compared to Eric, it was completely negligible.

"Surrender! N'gadaka, Wakanda can heal you." T'Challa said with some reluctance.

"Oh my god! It's like this again, is your brother poisonous?" Ling Ge was speechless, are you fucking sick? Even kindness should be considered in the right situation!

You are kind to a mortal enemy, do you think your life is too easy?

Ling Ge finally understood why this mission which did not require participation in the war would have a million points. T'Challa's kind attribute was really a huge trouble.

“Uh, maybe!

He has always wanted to atone for his father and ancestors in dealing with Uncle Nizhuobu." Su Rui said uncertainly.

"Let me make it clear first! I don't care what happens to him in the future. If he really lets Nigadaka live, you'd better find an opportunity to kill him, otherwise it's only a matter of time before he makes a comeback." Ling Ge said helplessly.

"Got it." Su Rui nodded slightly. She also knew how big a threat Eric was. If he got the upper hand again, they would probably die.

When Eric in the ring heard the word "surrender", he smiled contemptuously, "You want Nizob's son to surrender to T'Chaka's son?"

"You want me to admit that my father was a loser?" Eric yelled.

"That was not what I meant."

"Hmph! Don't even think about making me your prisoner." Feeling the sleepiness coming from his body and his brain in a trance, Eric said this toughly and then leaned back.

"call!"

There was a collective sigh of relief from the audience, as if many people did not want Nigadaka to survive.

T'Challa walked over and helped him up, then asked, "Do you have any last wishes or concerns?"

"What? Are you worried that my descendants will seek revenge on you like I did, and want to kill you all?" Eric said sarcastically. "What a mean person.

But you can rest assured, I have no descendants. If I did, I would have brought him back long ago. I don’t want my son to suffer the same hardships as I did.”

"No, I don't think my father was right at the time. He was wrong, very wrong," said T'Challa.

Hearing him say that, Eric's eyes widened. He somehow found some strength and forced himself to sit up. "Really? If my father heard you say that, he would be very pleased!

When I die, bury me in the sea! Like my ancestors who jumped off the boat to die. ”

388. Getting paid, Ross's beautiful dream

The fight for the throne of Wakanda came to an end with the death of N'Gadaka.

The next day, in the royal palace of Wakanda, T'Challa sat in the main seat like he did a few days ago, but there was an extra seat next to him, which was M'Baku's seat.

It's funny to say that although the Jabari were also part of the founding of Wakanda, this was the only time in hundreds of years that they were invited by the king to attend such a formal meeting.

“I have decided to make an important announcement and open Wakanda to the outside world.

For hundreds of years, Wakanda has remained aloof from the outside world, but we can’t always do that.

We have the power to change the world and gain more rights for our fellow citizens, so we must lead by example with our actions..."

Shu Rui's laboratory.

Ling Ge received the rest of his reward here, a heart-shaped grass and 600 kilograms of vibranium. It was originally 500 kilograms, but Princess Shu Rui gave him another 100 kilograms for personal gain in order to befriend Ling Ge.

This made Everett, who was standing aside, drool with envy. As someone who had traded vibranium before, he knew the value of vibranium better than anyone else. It was a priceless treasure in the outside world, with no market for it, and it was hard to come by and even harder to find.

Is that hundreds of kilograms of vibranium? That's a mountain of gold, okay!

"Well, I personally feel that you are being a little biased. I also contributed a lot in the war, but you are just leaving me out like this. Isn't that inappropriate?

I don't ask for much, just a few kilograms of vibranium, so I can retire early." Everett said jokingly.

"Tsk! Greedy human!

You might as well think about what he did and what you did?

Both Nakia and I, two weak women, were fighting on the front line, but you were remotely controlling the Royal Claw in the safest laboratory. The most important thing is that we almost failed. As an agent, you should know what would have happened if he hadn't saved the situation!

Moreover, Ling Ge had already negotiated the compensation with us before he took action, and this is what he deserves.”

Everett was speechless for a moment, but still wanted to try again. After all, he had shot down more than half of the enemy planes, so even if he had no credit, he had at least worked hard!

"Come on, Everett! They saved you from the brink of death in Han before, and cured your injuries. The grace of saving your life should be worth your help this time."

Lingge's words completely dispelled Everett's little thoughts. He sighed silently, looked at the pile of vibranium belonging to Lingge, and felt full of sadness.

But he didn't complain. He and Coulson were almost the same kind of people. Compared to material comfort, they wanted to do their job well.

Money is something outside of one's body, so the more he can get, the better. But if he can't get it, he won't feel it's a pity.

"It doesn't matter. When I get back, I will report to my superiors about the hidden identity of a certain eccentric detective and the extremely considerable strategic resources he has just obtained. This will be considered a great achievement. At least I should get a raise or something!" Thinking of this, Everett's mood calmed down a lot.

"Okay, I'm just kidding. You're so funny when you look sad." Su Rui said with a smile, and then handed a string of Qimoyou beads to him. "I'm giving you this as a souvenir. CIA missions are sometimes full of dangers. These can protect your life a little more, but use them sparingly!

Let me make it clear in advance that we do not trust the CIA, but you are an exception, a friend who can stay and face it together with us during the critical moment in Wakanda."

"Given to me?" Ross took the Chimoyu beads in a daze, a little unbelievable, but then he was ecstatic. Although they could not be compared with Lingge's, they were precious vibranium resources. In the whole United States, besides Steve Rogers, only the two of them had them.

For a moment, Everett couldn't describe his feelings, but he was very excited.

"Well, why do I feel like he's having a heart attack!" Su Rui said worriedly as he looked at Everett, whose face was flushed and whose breathing was becoming more and more rapid.

"Don't pay attention to him, he just experienced the feeling of becoming rich overnight.

Your string of beads can easily be sold for nine figures in the outside world. For this senior agent, you have given him a chance to live a worry-free life for the rest of his life. Not to mention retirement funds, he doesn't even have to worry about pensions. It would be strange if he wasn't excited."

"Although what he said is a bit exaggerated, it is indeed true. I guess I will pass down this string of Qimoyou beads as a family heirloom!"

"Then keep it well! Don't let me know that you sold it, otherwise your friendship with Wakanda will be over." Shuri warned with a smile.

Everett couldn't help but tighten his grip on the Chimoyou Pearl, looked at Ling Ge and asked, "What about him? Don't you want to impose some restrictions on him?"

"We can't do anything about it. This is his reward. It's his right to use it as he pleases. Even if he throws it away now, we won't say anything. At most, we can just pick it up later.

Besides, do you think we can control him?" Shuri's tone was somewhat helpless. Ling Ge was not as easy to catch as Klaue. It would probably take a large army of Wakanda to catch him, and it might not be possible to catch him. After all, the technology of crossing space was temporarily unsolvable in their view.

"Is that so? Then I'm relieved." Everett smiled easily, as if he saw the displeasure on Princess Shuri's face, and hurriedly explained, "What I mean is, if Wakanda doesn't intervene, our CIA may have to buy this batch of goods from Detective Lingo later."

"It's not impossible. I also need to find a buyer anyway. As long as the price is right, everything can be negotiated." Ling Ge smiled meaningfully. He knew Ross's plan very well. He just wanted to take advantage of him. But not everyone can take advantage of him. After all, there is never a shortage of buyers for vibranium!

Su Rui couldn't help but shudder when he saw the lewd smiles on the faces of the two grown men.

...

After dealing with these trivial matters, Wakanda sent a spaceship to take the two home.

On the spaceship, Ling Ge had nothing to do, so he took out the heart-shaped grass. The faint purple light was inconspicuous in the spaceship, but everyone focused their eyes on it.

"Is this the sacred object of Wakanda? It was because of taking it that T'Challa has combat power and physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people?" Ross asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, the one I have now should be the only one in the world."

"Detective, how about we make a deal? This herb has great research value. Maybe we can use it to develop a serum that is no weaker than Captain America's, so..."

"Oh! So you just want me to give it to you?"

"Yes, for it, huh?

No, it’s sold to our CIA. I promise the price will satisfy you.”

"Haha! Agent Ross, do you think I'm short of money?" Ling Ge said, pointing at the vibranium piled into several cubes, his intention to show off was quite obvious.

Ross was envious for a while, then came to his senses and said, "These are two different things. I know you are not short of money, but this thing is really important. If you use it well, you may be able to create a few super soldiers who are not inferior to Steve."

But before he could finish his words, Ling Ge swallowed the heart-shaped grass in front of him, which scared him a lot.

“Shit! You just swallowed it like that?

Did you hear what I just said? "Ross was furious. The super soldier he had promised was gone.

“I heard it, but what does this have to do with me?

I am a selfish person, not as noble as you think. This thing was originally prepared for myself. "Ling Ge said confidently.

Ross shook his head helplessly and said with a look of regret: "Forget it, just swallow it!

I was just trying it out, but now it seems I was overthinking it.”

"Wait, are you okay?" Ross just remembered that T'Challa ground the heart-shaped grass into juice and drank it, and Ling Ge swallowed it whole. There wouldn't be any adverse reactions!

“Of course it’s fine, but this thing is still pretty magical.

After eating, I feel much more energetic. Now I feel like I can smash a building with one punch."

Hearing this frivolous tone, Ross suddenly felt that his worries were unnecessary. Why didn't the heart-shaped grass poison you to death?

Forget it, I won’t bother with this heartless guy.

After I go back, I will have a good talk with the director and try to find a way to get this guy to join the CIA. It would be best if I could get him to work under me. By then, I will have the final say on whether he will succeed or not.

By then, won’t we have armor equipment, super soldiers, and a small amount of vibranium resources?

Although there is no way to force him to confiscate it, there is still a long way to go! As long as there are people around, there will be a chance sooner or later.

Thinking of the bright future, Ross couldn't help but smile.

"Everett, what are you thinking about? Why do I always feel that you have bad intentions?" Ling Ge asked coldly, and one sentence brought him back to reality.

"Nothing, I just thought of some interesting things. I promise it has nothing to do with you." Ross explained hurriedly. Just kidding, this is a little fox. If he really saw through something and was on guard, then all these beautiful fantasies might be gone.

"Really?" Ling Ge still didn't quite believe it, mainly because he was very familiar with that expression just now. It was exactly the same as the one Coulson showed when he invited him to join S.H.I.E.L.D.

Nick Fury had a similar expression, and even Thaddeus E. Ross in the military had one, but there was a hint of gloom in his expression.

Wait, holy shit! This guy doesn't want me to join the CIA!

Don’t mention it, this one might really be very big.

"Really, I promise." Ross said again, not knowing that his little plan had failed.

389. A little spoiler, a growing sense of urgency

Because Wakanda is not ready yet, the spaceship cannot appear openly over the city and can only drop off two people in a suburb.

"This is really bad service attitude, they just left us here and ignored us.

At least they should send a car!" Ling Ge complained. He was a great benefactor of Wakanda after all, but he was treated the same as Everett. How ungrateful!

"Do you want me to take you home? I can still do this little thing." Ross smiled. He really wanted to take Ling Ge home. This way he wouldn't have to look up their home address again. It would also leave a good impression on people, making it easier to get things done in the future.

"Uh, forget it! I have my own means of transportation." Ling Ge said as he took out the Build phone, inserted a full bottle into it, and then threw it casually. It transformed into Chuangqi's exclusive mount, the Mechanical Builder.

"Goodbye then, Agent Ross."

As the roar of the motorcycle sounded, Ling Ge's figure gradually disappeared from Everett's sight.

Everett: He tricked them, but it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, all the people, vehicles and armor will belong to the CIA.

More than twenty minutes later, a car appeared in the suburbs.

"Sir, your injury is healed." One of Everett's men asked with concern.

“Isn’t this obvious?

Take me to the headquarters immediately. I have very important information to report to the director in person."

"Yes, sir.

Hey! Didn’t you say there was another person? "

"You are so shameless to say that, the person has already left.

If you hadn't been so slow, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed."

...

After Ling Ge arrived home, he directly handed two rings with vibranium equipment to Wanda and Pietro, "With these two things, your safety will be guaranteed to a certain extent, but you still have to be careful not to meddle in other people's business."

"I understand, brother-in-law, but can you change it for me? I don't like the ring very much." Pietro looked at the ring on his hand, and a fear of being dominated by the ring surged in his heart. He wanted to throw it away but couldn't bear to.

This made Ling Ge laugh. Others wanted this thing but didn't even have it! How dare you despise it?