After Potz made this punch, he was silent for a while, because the king who killed them in front of the Wakanda was quite exciting. The underground was filled with shadows and silence. Everyone was panicking together in panic, watching the person who fell from the sky and killed their king, perhaps not the silver-blue armor of human beings.

The reporter below was almost going crazy. He thought it was just an introduction and entry into the mysterious world of Wakanda, but who knew that such a big meal came at the succession ceremony.

The flash bombs were connected together, as if the lightning had not yet been extinguished.

The reporter below squeezed forward desperately, roared loudly with the interview microphone: "Are you a human? Did you kill the king of Wakanda at the succession ceremony just now!"

"Is this assassination a protest against the dictatorship of the royal family in Wakanda?"

"Are you a Wakanda? Do you think you are qualified to kill the king on behalf of the Wakanda people?"

Some reporters noticed the armor: "What does it have to do with Mr. Stark? Did Stark Industrial plan this assassination?"

"Are you Mr. Stark?"

Little Chili asked in a low voice: "Can I open the hood?" Chen Ang refused and said: "It's better not to... frame this basin of dirty water to Tony! Nick Forrey has promised to take the blame for us!...Don't do this...Okay! Do whatever you want!" Chen Ang looked at Potz taking off his mask. Unlike Tony Stark's face-covering mask, this set of armor is a separate armor type. Potz can hold the mechanical buckle on the back of his neck and remove the helmet.

Her blonde hair was freed from her helmet, and Pots swung backwards, flying in the wind, reflecting the sun's brilliance.

At this moment, the sound of the flash burst out completely, and it was a series of crackling sounds, just like the show runway in New York, and all the reporters went completely crazy. They were grateful to them, and Tony Stark was the God of the media, and he supported at least one-quarter of the journalists and paparazzi in the United States.

No matter how sluggish the journalism industry is, Stark and the women around him can always give professional financial news newspapers and magazines from the Wall Street Journal to endless news materials now.

The media reporter's fanaticism caused the temperature at the scene to soar a few degrees. They rushed up frantically and shouted: "Miss Potz, I heard that you broke up with Mr. Stark last month, right? Are you wearing Iron Man's armor now? Do you have the possibility of getting back with Mr. Stark?"

"Is this attack instructed by Stark Industry? Is Stark interested in intervening in the vibrating market?"

"Will Stark Industry monopolize vibrating resources... Is it legal for large enterprises to interfere with the sovereignty of other countries? Will you be condemned by the U.S. government?"

"Is this attack related to the military? General Ross once expressed his dissatisfaction with Ulysses Klau, the leader of the mercenary group. Klau is considered the biggest supporter of Nijadaka. It is said that Nijadaka hired Klau to murder his cousin, Tychara, the previous king of Wakanda. Do you ask if you assassinate Nijadaka out of support for Tychara? Is this a royal dispute in Wakanda?"

Facing the camera, Kelly Potz was calm, just like when he was in Stark Industry, he helped his damn high-profile boss to deal with the media. Facing the flash, Potz sighed in his heart: "Tony is a hopeless childish ghost. But the feeling of facing the flash is really beautiful..."

Those who are close to the abyss will always become an abyss.

Or... those who are close to the red are red, those who are close to the ink are black. In short, as if they learn to let themselves go, Potz can even experience a little Stark's feeling. There is a kind of person who is born to be afraid of loneliness, but enjoys the feeling of being alone and wraps themselves up. Only in the flash, can such a person hide his panic about inner loneliness.

Like a self-disguised autistic patient!

No one can enter his heart. He wrapped his heart under heavy iron armor, so he could only rely on the eyes of being watched to keep warm!

"I am Kelly Potz. Everything that happens here has nothing to do with my previous identity... I was a superhero, and now after resigning from Stark Industrial Group, I am back in this position. I come here and kill this person has nothing to do with all other groups, but as a holy shield protecting the earth, declaring war on the aliens who have bad intentions!"

"You want war..." Potz looked around and turned around and glanced at every place under the stage, every dark and hidden corner of the scene. She raised her head slightly and said with a firm attitude: "Then we will war you!"

The spotlights below the stage burst into a bright sea of ​​light, and flashes hit Potz's skirt like waves, and her armor was her little dress.

"The Holy Shield is an international organization jointly organized by the United States and the Human Resources. It is established with the two major earth defense organizations, S.H.E.L.D. and the Gods. It is an international organization dedicated to combating threats from heaven and protecting the independence and security of the earth. We are decisive and never ruthless. Our declaration is that you betray the earth, so you deserve to die!"

"I stomped on the land of Wakanda to say these words, not to provoke this ancient and great country, but to save it from falling into war."

Potz said: "As I said, the war has begun, and it is just a trivial prelude!"

Potz raised his hand and whispered to the headset: "You know that Black Panther's new suit has no power to fight back against Crow. Nijadaka's suit is the same as Black Panther. He is fragile in front of my armor as if wearing a piece of paper, but you say that I have no power to fight back against Ulysses Crow."

"So what did Black Panther do... let him go up and die?"

Chen Ang whispered: "You don't have to doubt my plan... We will deal with it ourselves. OK! Let me tell you a little... I asked Tor to borrow something from Asgard, and then I will play the story of the king falling into a desperate situation, then mechanically slaughtering the gods, and just killing the killing. We think this will boost the morale of Wakanda."

"Regain the dignity of Techara as king."

"You know that Nijadaka's prestige is completely unable to do this. He can only defeat the real villain Crow and win back his people's hearts."

"What should I do now?" Potz asked in a low voice, and Chen Ang replied: "Go to challenge Crow! After you are defeated, we will arrange for Techala to play and take advantage of the popularity. Anyway, according to the routine, we must also exaggerate Crow's strength... You know, the supporting role sets off the enemy's strength, the hero is devastating after appearing, falls into the darkness of the soul, and is awakened by the soul in despair, and then explodes in counter-kill..."

"The routine has been touching since ancient times!"

Potz smiled and said, "I don't think..." She headed to the palace behind her, and Crow was in that direction: "Go to hell your routine! This time, I will knock Crow to the ground and completely disrupt your plans."

Chen Ang over there heard this, just smiled slightly, hung up the communication, turned around and came to the outer stairs of the floating pyramid, staring at the vast land below, where Wakanda was... He called Thor and asked, "The supporting actors are on stage, the protagonist is about to go on. Are your props ready?"

Thor agreed repeatedly over there, "Father has promised me to enable the Destroyer! Now you are undergoing transformation... Damn, you can't stuff that thing into the atomic furnace. The shell of this thing is Asgard's property... Are you transforming now?"

"You need to wait..."

Chen Ang looked at his watch and shook his head and said, "I don't think she can delay for five minutes! You guys should do it as soon as possible!"

"No, it takes at least ten minutes here... fight for some time!" Thor said loudly.

"What should I do?" Chen Ang spread his hands and said, "Let her chat with Crow for five minutes? Crow is a bit silly... This matter seems a bit convincing, but the girl doesn't know her weight. I think she will suffer a loss!" Chen Ang calculated the time.

"Crow has always been quite interested in Black Panthers. He probably won't kill Techara immediately. Let him accept a few more minutes of humiliation, and it will probably be enough." Chen Ang calculated without any guilt and found that as long as the "Soul Night" is longer, Techara's inner torture will be more painful and the time will be almost done.

It should be able to catch up with the explosive counterattack!

Bar?
Chapter completed!