Movie World Im King Chapter 463 (1/2)
As the corpse of the nigger got closer and closer to Quemilion, more tentacles emerged from Quemilion, which looked like a monster with a huge mouth open from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, Quemilion was firmly tied to the nigger, and the tentacles extending from Quemilion stalked him and the nigger into a bloody cocoon composed of tentacles.
One minute later...
The tentacles that made up the blood cocoon were retracted one by one, and as the tentacles disappeared, the entire blood cocoon opened up... There is no longer the figure of Cemilian inside, only the nigger who just died... …
It's just that the nigger, who was supposed to be just a corpse, seemed to be alive again.
”Hiccup...” The nigger belched a full hiccup, and muttered to himself with a gloomy face: ”I have to wait for the shift...it's really troublesome.”
That's right, Quemilion has swallowed the nigger and got his life memory... At this time, he has been transformed into this Wakanda warrior named ”Aka”.
The black-market arms dealer named Ulysses Crow said that after crossing the canyon, he could enter Wakanda by walking five hundred meters. He obviously deceived him, but it’s okay. Cmilian is never a fuel-efficient lamp. People outside the organization, he has always looked at everything with a skeptical attitude, especially after swallowing Ulysses Crow's memory, all the things in Crow's mind are no secrets to Camilian.
Therefore, Kemilian knew that there was a sentry in this place. This sentry was actually arranged secretly by Eric Kilmonger, who was in contact with Klau in the Kingdom of Wakanda, for the purpose of smuggling Zhenjin... …If Kemilian really listened to Crow stupidly and walked directly into Wakanda, I’m afraid he would be spotted without even entering the protective cover.
He dropped the nigger's accessories and weapons back on his body again, and Kemilian began to wait patiently...As an ace spy, he lacked patience the most.
Time just passed by one minute after another, until night fell, Kemilian waited for someone to succeed...
”Hi, Aka, is there anything unusual today?”
”If there is an abnormality, I will contact you. I saw the forest for a day, and there was nothing.” Kemilian swallowed all of Aka's memories, and he is naturally no stranger to this guy who will take over.”Well, I should go back and take a rest, see you later...”
”See you later...” After the nigga who came to take over said hello to Kemilian, he sat in the position of Aka just now, took out a night vision-like object and put it on his head, and started to continue just now. Akka's work.
Quemilion walked to the side in silence... No matter how strong the fortress is, it can be broken from the inside, especially when there is an opposition force in it... It seems that Wakanda is not monolithic inside. This needs to be recorded. And report upward.
While thinking about what was in his mind, Kemilian walked out of this secret lookout in a familiar way. After walking a distance on the edge of the cliff, he entered another secret pit, where only one person was allowed to pass. In the pothole, he bent down and walked for about a kilometer, and Kemilian entered a small empty room.He opened the door of the room and he went out...
”Hi, Aka...” As soon as I walked out the door, there was a hall of more than 100 square meters. There were a dozen people squatting or standing in the hall. I could see that these guys were carrying strange weapons in their hands. They also kept their eyes fixed on the door, until they saw Kemilian come out, they relaxed their vigilance. After all, the image of Kemilian now is their accomplice Aka.
”I'm going back to take a good rest.” Kemilian greeted these guys in Akka's tone, and then walked out of this larger room...
”It's so interesting...” Camillian, who walked out of the room, found himself entering a brightly lit, extremely modern city, no, or it should be said to be a city full of sci-fi... Teleporting aircraft, and everywhere... uh, nigger.
”Let's get started...” Kemilian turned his head and looked at the room he had just walked out halfway up the mountain. He smiled, and followed the road in front of the door thinking about walking down the mountain. Soon, he walked in. Among the people in this city, he certainly won't really go back to Aka's home to rest, he still has to complete his task...
With his ability, as long as there are intelligent creatures, he will merge into the sea like a drop of water, without a trace. For him, it is easy to penetrate, because he is the strongest spy of Hydra , Chaise Long.
Chapter six hundred and thirty five
While Ophelia was plotting the kingdom of Wakanda--
In a high-end apartment in Manhattan, New York, the United States, a bald old man is sitting on a sofa and watching TV. He constantly pours high-grade whiskey into his mouth, seeming not to care about the effects of high-grade alcohol on his body. hurt.
[Stark Industries Group has once again won military orders. This is already the third military order that Stark Industries Group has won this year. Some people say that there must be shady transactions. Regarding these questions, John, what do you think? ?
[I think this is what the Stark Industry Group should obtain. After all, the Stark family is a genius. From Howard Stark to the present Natasha Stark, the genes of the Stark family It seems to have a close connection with genius...]
”Shit...It's all shit...” The old bald man waved his hand vigorously, and smashed the whisky bottle he was holding on the TV screen where the talk show was playing. ”That should have been mine... …its mine……”
This old bald man was kicked out of Stark Industry by Obadiah Stein after Zhou Ye took the money to buy shares. After he got the high price from Zhou Ye, he turned around and opened an industrial company... It seems that with his long-sleeved good dancers, he can definitely get a share of the arms market, and no matter how bad he is, he will also take away some orders from Stark Industries.
However, the gap between reality and ideals is huge...The thing about munitions depends on the content of science and technology. Without Howard Stark's genius head, the garbage he produced would not be wanted.
Even though Obadiah Stan sells his company’s products abroad thanks to his long-sleeved dance, but... high-tech equals high value-added... and he is at best an international arms broker. His so-called talent has probably not been successfully realized. Instead, the company that got it was gradually struggling to make ends meet.