Chapter 510: Falling behind doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll get beaten, it’s just that I don’t want

Chapter 510: Falling behind doesn’t necessarily mean you’ll get beaten, it’s just that I don’t want

Aunt Mei heard the chatter and laughter coming from upstairs and quickly slapped Bai Ye: "Parker and the others are coming out!"

"It's okay, I'm coming out too!"

Bai Ye reassured.

"..."

Seeing that Parker and Jessica had already gone down the stairs and walked into the living room, Aunt Mei didn't know where she got the strength to push Bai Ye away, and put down the dress Bai Ye put on her waist. After stroking it twice, I smoothed out the wrinkles, then pretended that nothing was wrong and looked after the stove.

"well!"

Bai Ye sighed and had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

He pulled up his pants.

He conveniently put Aunt Mei's panties aside and kicked them into his pocket, otherwise it would be hard to explain to Parker if he saw them later.

"Aunt Mei, is the meal ready?" Parker's voice came from the living room.

Aunt Mei responded to Parker while busy with the work in hand: "That's it, that's it. You guys sit down first. It'll be ready soon."

Seeing that Parker and Jessica had no intention of coming to the kitchen, Aunt May breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little bastard, I said I wouldn't let you mess around. Look, Parker and the others almost found out." Aunt Mei gave Bai Ye a spindle angrily.

Bai Ye chuckled and shrugged: "Oh, it's not that scary. Isn't it okay?"

"If you continue to act like this, it will happen sooner or later!" Aunt Mei gave him a roll of her eyes, and then began to clean up the affairs in the kitchen.

When Aunt Mei couldn't free her hand, Bai Ye reached out again and pulled out a piece of Aunt Mei's beard from under her skirt.

"You're crazy!" Aunt Mei felt pain, but she didn't dare to cry out. She covered her mouth and looked at Bai Ye as if she wanted to stab someone.

"Keep it as a souvenir, nothing else."

Bai Ye smiled innocently.

Then he put Aunt Mei's beard into the glass bottle he prepared.

If he continues at this rate, it seems that it won't be long before he can have a beloved brush.

…

Wakanda.

royal palace.

The golden leopard is confronting the old black leopard T'Chaka.

Previously, T'Chaka tried to shoot down Heather's plane with a missile, but with Magneto on the plane, this was of course impossible. The plane landed safely, and the Leopard returned strong as the orphan of the Wakanda royal family.

He showed the people of Wakanda evidence of his royal descent from Wakanda, such as fluorescent tattoos inside his lips and the leopard necklace left by his father, Prince Njobu...

After identifying himself, he pulled out the bruised and swollen Ulysses Crowe and avenged the nation of Wakanda.

In the end, he stood on the moral high ground and pointed fingers at the Black Panther family - he returned to Wakanda with good intentions, but T'Challa tried to murder him, and he subdued T'Challa, who was originally going to bring him over and let him T'Chaka tried to teach him well, but T'Chaka actually bombarded him with missiles.

T'Chaka and T'Challa, father and son, were not human sons and wanted to kill even their nephews and cousins.

After a turn of events, it was T'Chaka, T'Challa and his son who were unfavorable to the public opinion.

"T'Chaka and T'Challa, father and son, are rebellious, insane, with a human face and an animal heart. They are not worthy to be the king of Wakanda! According to Wakanda's customs, people with royal blood have the right to challenge the Black Panther." The golden leopard looked fiercely. Staring at T'Chaka, he said: "Then, today, I, Jadaka, will challenge T'Chaka!"

He would never forget that it was this chubby, affable-looking guy who killed his father.

Today, he is here to pull T'Chaka and his son off the altar and seek justice for himself and his father.

"Wakanda has indeed been away from the outside world for too long. Even I don't know that the counterfeit technology from the outside world has developed to this extent?" T'Chaka didn't even raise his eyelids. He looked at the Leopard and said coldly. : "An inexplicable outsider who ran into Wakanda dared to say that he was the royal family of Wakanda?"

"My biological brother has died fighting against the African colonists, but I have never heard that he had any orphans!"

"Young man, I don't know what you want to do, but as long as you don't make a big mistake, as long as you let go of T'Challa and leave Wakanda, I can still let you live."

T'Chaka is already a mature politician, so of course he knows that in the face of this situation, he must not recognize the identity of the Leopard and directly nip the crisis in the cradle - he is not the T'Challa who just became A young man who became passionate after seeing the King of Wakanda.

"Let me live? That's ridiculous!" Golden Leopard sneered: "You old guy who dares to do what you dare not to admit! Do you think that with just a few words of denial, you can drive me out of Wakanda and erase my identity as a royal family? T'Chaka, you claim to be the leader of Wakanda, but your weakness and hesitation show me your failure. You dare not face me, acknowledge my existence, let alone face Wakanda. Challenges ahead for Kanda!”

"Stubborn!"

T'Chaka was finally angered by Leopard's words, and he shouted angrily: "Kill them!"

After all, T'Chaka was the legitimate king of Wakanda at this time. When he gave the order, regardless of right or wrong, right or wrong, the entire Wakanda army raised their vibranium weapons like awakened beasts.

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing?"

Magneto snorted, with a hint of contempt, he slowly stretched out his palm, and a powerful magnetic force suddenly emerged from his palm.

Just for a moment.

Under the pull of this force, the vibranium weapons that were originally prepared to attack Heather and her group, as if pulled by invisible ropes, broke away from the hands of the Wakanda soldiers and floated in the air.

These weapons rotated rapidly in the air, making harsh metal collision sounds between each other, forming a huge weapon array, which was aimed at the Wakanda army, ready to attack at any time.

Magneto's eyes were as cold as ice. He only needed a thought, and these vibranium weapons would pour down like a rainstorm. The Wakanda army would be defeated immediately in this metal storm, with heavy casualties.

The whole scene froze in an instant, and the air seemed to stop flowing. The tense and murderous atmosphere was like cold air, tightly wrapping the hearts of every Wakanda.

They looked at this scene in shock.

Those once familiar and friendly vibranium weapons have now become sharp arrows pointing at their own people. This change made them feel deeply afraid.

They swallowed their saliva and wanted to say something, but found that their throats seemed to be blocked by something and could not make any sound.

"Speak!" Seeing this, the leopard took a step forward and hit him like a heavy hammer, threatening: "T'Chaka, am I the orphan of Prince N'Jobu? Do I have the right to challenge you for the throne?"

T'Chaka stared at the weapons in the air, as if something was stuck in his throat, and his face was very ugly.

How, how could it be?

The weapons that belonged to Wakanda to protect the country were turned against themselves in the blink of an eye?

The mutants from the outside world?

Wakanda has an agency to collect intelligence from the outside world, so he has a vague understanding of this ability: Magneto, who almost provoked a nuclear war between the Soviet Union and the United States?

Shit, this guy is a natural nemesis of Wakanda!

If we abandon the use of vibranium, what is the difference between Wakanda and the poor brothers in Africa? How to fight Magneto?

So what should we do now?

At this moment, he has fallen into a dilemma.

If he didn't recognize the identity of the Golden Leopard and went to war with him, then the city of Birninzana, which was built on the basis of vibranium, would be turned upside down in an instant, and the whole of Wakanda would be in a life-and-death crisis; if he recognized the identity of the Golden Leopard, how could he fight the Golden Leopard with his current pampered beer belly? He would definitely lose!

He was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

He weighed the pros and cons for a long time.

T'Chaka gritted his teeth and said, "You... you are indeed the orphan of N'Jobu."

"So, do I have the right to challenge you?" The Golden Leopard looked sharp. After seeing that T'Challa had softened his tone, he immediately took advantage of the victory and asked closely.

Challenge?

I think you are trying to embarrass me, Fat Tiger!

T'Chaka was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Yes, you have the right to challenge Black Panther, but I am old and weak, and I can no longer bear the responsibility of Black Panther. In fact, I have given the position of Black Panther to T'Challa, but I have not announced it to the public yet. So, if you really want to challenge, then challenge T'Challa!"

Choose the lesser of two evils.

In the current situation, if he dares to be stubborn, Wakanda's strongest central guard will be slaughtered immediately, including him and T'Challa, who will definitely die, and the Black Panther family's rule over Wakanda will come to an end.

And if T'Challa can defeat the golden leopard in the next challenge, maybe... they can still have a chance of survival.

...Okay, T'Chaka also knows that this is comforting himself. Even if he loses, he may not admit defeat, but what else can he do?

Others are the knife and I am the fish.

Falling behind does not necessarily mean being beaten, it's just because I don't want to beat you today.

Whoever has the strongest gun has the right to speak.

"What do these external forces want to do by supporting Jadaka to occupy the throne of Wakanda?"

T'Chaka was angry and helpless.

"You old thing, you are really calculating." The corner of the golden leopard's mouth curled up a sarcastic smile: "But it's okay, I'll give you a face, T'Challa is T'Challa!"

The golden leopard is very confident. He has been in the Navy SEALs for so many years, and has fought countless enemies on the battlefield. Every time he kills a person, he will carve a scar on his body, so that his body is covered with scars. His combat power is Max, and he is not comparable to the little princess raised in a greenhouse like T'Challa.

- In fact, in the Marvel timeline, the golden leopard is one of the strongest human warriors in history, the lifelong enemy of the Black Panther T'Challa, and T'Challa has never even won a single fight with the golden leopard.

As long as T'Challa does not use the heart-shaped grass and the Black Panther suit, and has a real human duel with him, the golden leopard will never lose to the other party.

...

"Jessica, don't be polite, treat this place as your own home."

Aunt May warmly entertained.

The table was full of delicacies that she had asked Parker about, which Jessica Jones liked to eat.

"Yeah, thank you, Auntie."

Jessica Jones was flattered by Aunt May's enthusiasm, with a blush on her cheeks.

This girl actually lacked love, after all, she and Parker couldn't find a pair of living parents...well, not to mention parents, even a pair of living elders couldn't be found - because of a car accident, she hit a military vehicle full of radioactive chemicals, and her parents and brother all died, and the same...The character with the least book in the world is actually Spider-Man, because he has no book.

She was quite fond of Aunt May's set.

The lunch was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

After lunch, Parker and Jessica Jones decided to go out on a date to enjoy a sweet time together.

After they went out, Bai Ye hugged Aunt Mei with her backhand, put her on her shoulder, and walked towards Aunt Mei's room.

Aunt Mei patted Bai Ye on the back: "Hey, Bai Ye, wait a minute, the pots and dishes haven't been cleared away yet, put me down!"

Bai Ye turned a deaf ear. He had just called for troops to retreat, but he was feeling uncomfortable.

When they arrived at the room, Bai Ye threw Aunt Mei on the soft bed and let her delicate body bounce on the bed.

Aunt Mei was lying on the bed, with her legs crossed. Her delicate, snow-white and somewhat voluptuous legs were long and straight. Looking upward, under her narrow and slender waist like a water snake, there was a round outline like a peach.

Two willow-leaf arched eyebrows, charming phoenix eyes, a beautiful straight nose bridge, and moist red lips, it can be said that she is quite hot and sultry.

However, Bai Ye's love for Aunt Mei lies in her reserved yet charming, dignified yet sexy temperament of a good wife and mother.

"You are such a little bastard!" Aunt Mei Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes: "I fell into your hands, I really don't know what evil I did in my previous life!"

"We men are like this! You women only need to sleep with each other, but we men have many things to consider, such as when to sleep, how much to sleep with, and what knowledge to use..." Bai Ye chuckled.

This caused Aunt Mei to yell: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about!"

"What nonsense? This is the Ming Chao Mu style invented by the great contemporary philosophers!" Bai Ye pressed towards Aunt Mei with an evil smile on his face.

"You just know how to talk nonsense, how come I haven't heard of it?" Aunt Mei still wanted to resist.

But Bai Ye grabbed his hands and pinned them on both sides of the bed.

He stared into Aunt Mei's moist eyes, and for a moment, his lips gently pressed against Aunt Mei's red lips.

This kiss was as intoxicating as the spring breeze blowing on the face. Aunt Mei felt her heartbeat speed up, and a warm current rose from the bottom of her heart, instantly filling her whole body with a tingling sensation.

Aunt Mei was also a mature woman a long time ago, and she fell into it after a while of kissing. Her hands involuntarily wrapped around Bai Ye's neck, and her strong and slender legs clamped down on Bai Ye's waist.

What's next...

Lie down at 180°, sit at 90°, build a coordinate system with only one or two quadrants, and then implant a mutation in the gene. (End of chapter)