After Potts punched, he was silent for a while because it was quite exciting to kill their king in front of the people of Wakanda. The ground was dark and silent. Everyone huddled together in panic, watching the man who fell from the sky and killed their king. Perhaps it was not a human, but a silver-blue armor.
The reporters below were going crazy. They thought it was just a small dessert to introduce and get involved in the mysterious world of Wakanda. Who knew that there would be such a big meal at the inauguration ceremony.
The flash bombs were connected as if the lightning had not yet gone out.
The reporters below desperately squeezed forward, holding the interview microphone and roaring loudly, "Are you human? Did you just kill the king of Wakanda at the inauguration ceremony? "
"Is this assassination a protest against the dictatorship of the royal family of Wakanda?"
"Are you from Wakanda? Do you think you are qualified to kill the king on behalf of the people of Wakanda? "
Another reporter noticed the armor, "What is your relationship with Mr. Stark? Did Stark Industries plan this assassination? "
"Are you Mr. Stark?"
Little Chili Pepper asked in a low voice, "Can I open the hood?" Chen Ang refused, "It's best if you don't … Let's shift the blame onto Tony! Nick Fury has promised to take the blame for us! Don't do this … Okay! You can do whatever you want! " Chen Ang watched Potts take off his mask. Unlike Tonny Stark's mask, this armor was separated from the helmet. Potts could press the mechanical buckle on the back of his neck and remove the helmet.
Her blonde hair was freed from the helmet. Potts flung it back, her blonde hair flying in the wind, reflecting the sun's brilliance.
At this moment, the sound of flashing lights broke out completely, and the continuous clicking sound was like a big show in New York. All the reporters went completely crazy. They were grateful from the bottom of their hearts. Tonny Stark was the God of the media. He supported at least a quarter of the reporters and paparazzi in America.
No matter how bad the news industry was, Stark and the women around him could always provide endless news material, from professional financial newspapers to gossip magazines. It was the same now.
The frenzy of the media reporters made the temperature of the scene soar by several degrees. They rushed forward and shouted, "Miss Potts, I heard that you broke up with Mr. Stark last month?" "Are you wearing the Iron Man armor now?" "Is it possible for you to get back together with Mr. Stark?"
"Was this attack inspired by Stark Industries? Does Stark intend to intervene in the vibranium market? "
"Will Stark Industries monopolize Vibranium resources … Is it legal for large companies to interfere with the sovereignty of other countries? Will you be condemned by the US government? "
"Is this attack related to the military? General Ross once expressed his dissatisfaction with Ulysses Crow, the leader of the mercenary group. Crow is considered to be Tony Jadaka's biggest supporter. It is alleged that Tony Jadaka hired Crow to murder his cousin, the former king of Wakanda, T 'Challa. May I ask if you assassinated Tony Jadaka out of support of T' Challa? Is this a royal dispute in Wakanda? "
Facing the camera, Kelly Potts was calm and collected, just like when he helped his damn high-profile boss deal with the media at Stark Industries. Facing the flashing lights, Potts sighed in his heart, Tonny is a hopeless childish ghost. But the feeling of facing the flashing lights is really nice …
People who get close to the abyss will always become the abyss.
Or … one is marked by the company one keeps. In short, learning from Anthony and letting go of himself, Potts could even experience a little of what Stark felt. There was a kind of person who was born afraid of loneliness, but enjoyed the feeling of being alone and wrapped himself up. Such people could only hide their fear of inner loneliness in the flashing lights and the spotlight.
Like an autistic person in disguise!
No one could walk into his heart. He wrapped his heart in heavy armor, and could only rely on others' gazes to warm him up!
"I am Kelly Potts. Everything that happened here has nothing to do with my previous identity … I used to be a superhero, and now after resigning from Stark Industries, I have returned to this position. I came here to kill this person, and it has nothing to do with any other group. It is a declaration of war against the outsiders who have evil intentions! "
"You want war …" Potts looked around, turned and scanned every place under the stage, every dark and hidden corner where those peeping eyes were. She raised her head slightly and said in a firm attitude, "Then we will give you war!"
The magnesium lights under the stage burst into a sea of bright light, one after another flashing like waves hitting the corner of Potts' skirt. Her armor was her little dress.
"The Holy Shield is an international organization in cooperation between the United States and the Revolutionary Alliance. It is an international organization dedicated to fighting against extraterrestrial threats and protecting the independence and security of Earth. We are decisive and never soft-hearted. Our declaration is — you betrayed the earth, so you deserve to die! "
"I am standing on the land of Wakanda and saying these words, not to provoke this ancient and great country, but to prevent it from falling into the flames of war," Potts said.
"As I said, the war has begun, and this is just an insignificant prelude!"
Potts raised her hand and whispered into the headset, "You know that Black Panther's new armor can't fight back against Crow. Ni Jadaka's armor is the same as Black Panther's. He is as fragile as a piece of paper in front of my armor, but you say that I can't fight back against Ulysses Crow."
"Then what did you ask Black Panther to do … to send him to his death?"
On the other side, Chen Ang whispered, "You don't have to doubt my plan … We have our own countermeasures. All right! Let me tell you something … I asked Thor to borrow something from Asgard. When the time comes, we will play the story of a king in a desperate situation, then a mechanical god descending, and a righteous counterattack. We think this will boost the morale of Wakanda. "
"Redeem Terchalla's dignity as a king."
"You know that Ni Jadaka's prestige can't do this at all. He can only do it by defeating the real villain, Crow, and win back the people's hearts."
"What should I do now?" Potts asked in a low voice. Chen Ang replied, "Go challenge Crow! After you are defeated, we will arrange for Terchalla to appear and ride on a wave of popularity. Anyway, according to the routine, we have to exaggerate Crow's strength … You know, a minor character who fails to set off the enemy's strength. After the hero appears, he will suffer a devastating blow and fall into the dark night of the soul. When he is in despair, he will be awakened and counterattack … "
"Tricks have always moved people since ancient times!"
Potts forced a smile and said, "I don't think so …" She walked towards the palace behind her, and Crow was in that direction. "To hell with your tricks! This time, I will knock Crow to the ground and completely disrupt your plan. "
On the other side, Chen Ang just smiled and hung up the communication. He turned to the outer stairs of the floating pyramid and looked down at the vast land below. That was Wakanda … He called Thor and asked, "The supporting actors are already on stage, and the main character will be on stage soon. Are the props ready on your side?"
Thor quickly agreed. "Father has agreed to use the Destroyer for me! It is now being modified on your side … Damn it, you can't put that thing into the atomic furnace, the shell of this thing is Asgard's property … Is it being modified now? "
"You need to wait on your side …"
Chen Ang looked at his watch and shook his head. "I don't think she can last five minutes! Hurry up! "
"No, we need at least ten minutes here … Buy some time!" Thor said loudly.
"Then what about me?" Chen Ang spread his hands and said, "Let her chat with Crow for five minutes? Crow is a chatterbox … This seems reasonable, but that girl doesn't know her own weight. I think she's going to suffer! "Chen Ang calculated the time.
"Crow has always been interested in Black Panther. He probably won't kill Terchalla immediately. Let him endure a few more minutes of humiliation, and that should be enough." Chen Ang calculated without guilt and found that as long as the "Dark Night of the Soul" was a little longer and Terchalla suffered a little more pain, the time would be about right.
It should be able to make it in time for the counterattack!
Right?
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