the next day.
July 4th.
New York JFK International Airport.
Baker got out of the car and was greeted by Sophia Camille, who was waiting on the Gulfstream private jet: "Boss."
Beck hummed.
Barbara, who came specially to see Baker off the plane, stepped down from the driver's seat, and her eyes fell on Sophia Camille's legs. The cold light shone brightly in her eyes.
The pair of leg blades that shimmered with cold light left Barbara without any doubt that even if a steel wall was cut by the leg blades, it would be as easy as cutting tofu.
Is this person really a secretary?
Barbara recalled the previous investigation into Baker Morton. Naturally, they also investigated Baker's secretary, Sophia Camille. Sophia was disabled in both legs. They had known about this for a long time. , and because Sophiel basically never leaves the Heavenly Kingdom Building, they have no chance to investigate Sophia head-on.
at the moment?
Barbara seriously suspected that Sophia might be more than just a secretary. Those Hex leg blades could perfectly cut a person into pieces with just two clicks.
The legs are weapons. Who would believe this person if he says he is a secretary?
Barbara wouldn't believe it.
but……
Baker letter.
The pair of Hex leg blades that Sophia is wearing now are the ones that Baker won in a lottery. In the eyes of others, this is an unparalleled pair of weapons, but in Baker's eyes, this thing is just a pair of prosthetic limbs, rather than being left in the warehouse to eat dust and occupy the place. It's better to use the space directly.
Just right.
Sophia complained some time ago that the factory that helped her produce customized prosthetics was on strike again. Baker just thought that he had such a thing, so he gave it to Sophia as a gift.
After all, Sophia has been Baker's secretary since he graduated from New York University, and the time they have known each other is only about a year longer than Barbara.
so……
Giving a gift is normal.
Sofia also likes these Hex leg blades, not only because of the cool shape, but also in terms of adaptability. Since wearing these Hex leg blades, Sophia feels that her legs are back, and, by chance When you have nothing to do, you can also play the game of cutting apples with your calves, which can be said to be a double-purpose.
soon.
Baker turned to look at Barbara and noticed the expression on Barbara's face: "What's wrong?"
Barbara looked away from Sophia's domineering leg blades as she got on the plane and looked at Baker: "Are you...really on a business trip?"
Baker smiled: "You can come together."
Barbara still waved her hand: "Forget it."
Baker shrugged, then said see you in ten days to Barbara, then turned around and boarded the plane.
Half an hour later.
The Gulfstream private jet obtained the takeoff permission from the tower and began to taxi. Then, after reaching the decisive speed, it raised its front wheel and soared into the sky like a huge bird.
destination.
Kenya.
SHIELD Center, New York.
After returning to her office, Barbara sat on her sofa and thought about it. She always felt that something was wrong, because Baker once said that if it was not necessary, his first choice would definitely be Dongguo. other places.
at the moment?
What is worth investigating in a coffee bean production factory?
It can't be because the quality of the coffee beans sent from Kenya some time ago has declined, right?
……etc.
When Barbara thought about the quality problem of coffee beans that Baker mentioned some time ago, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile. Well, this reason is also very ridiculous to others, but to Baker, it is a very serious person. reasons.
So it's really just a business trip?
Barbara was thinking this, and at this moment, the secretary knocked on the door and came in. After confronting Mr. Xin all night and revising the agreement all night, Jinx planned to compromise.
Kenya.
A small country in Africa, known as one of the birthplaces of mankind, has unearthed human skull fossils about 2.5 million years ago.
pity.
Sometimes, it doesn’t mean that you were born long ago and can always walk in front. If you walk, those who come after you will just run. Now, this country, known as one of the birthplaces of mankind, has indeed become a human civilization. One of the poorest countries in society...
Fortunately, there is one of them, otherwise, Kenya would probably have no shame in publicizing that they are one of the birthplaces of mankind.
It’s ten o’clock in the morning on July 5th local time.
The Gulfstream special plane landed at Kenya's capital airport, and the plane slowly taxied to an apron.
The cabin is open.
The person in charge of the Kenyan Coffee Bean Production Company was stunned for a moment when he saw Sophia Camille getting off the plane with her domineering and edgeless leg blades, and then hurriedly greeted her: "Ms. Camille, long time no see."
Sofia shook hands with the mulatto person in charge.
The person in charge looked at the plane with no one off and was curious: "Where is Mr. Morton?"
Sophia said: "Mr. Morton had something to do and canceled his plan to come here."
The person in charge felt a little regretful, but without any expression on his face, he invited Sophia Camille to get in the car.
Northwestern Kenya.
A cloud of black mist fell steadily to the ground from an altitude of thousands of miles, and then revealed the appearance of Baker's trumpet, which was Constantine Moulton.
"Damn weather!"
Baker spoke with an authentic and rich Oxford accent, then looked around, turned into black mist again, and sped towards Lake Turkana.
Lake Turkana.
The largest inland lake in the East African Rift Valley, it is also the largest alkaline lake in the world and the fourth largest lake in East Africa.
On the edge of Lake Cana live a tribe that makes a living by grazing.
Half an hour later.
Baker landed firmly on the edge of Lake Cana.
The next second.
A sound came from behind.
Baker frowned slightly and turned around, looking at a black woman with many rings on her head and a water bottle on her head getting up from the dark ground, and smiled slightly: "How are you, fellow countryman."
When he spoke, he spoke the local language mixed with a London accent.
The black woman was a little confused, holding the kettle above her head with both hands, looking at Baker: "Who are you?"
Baker smiled: "I have never been here."
The black woman was slightly startled.
The corner of Baker's mouth curled up, and he rubbed out the darkness with his right hand, turning the black woman in front of him into ashes, and then went to hell to report to Mephisto.
It is already so dark, so why do we have to fetch water on the dark land when we draw water?
Baker was a little helpless, but it was just a little helpless. After all, black people should be killed as if they were animals. What kind of psychological burden would there be on them?
Thinking.
Baker's eyes turned to the scenery not far away that was like a hundred thousand mountains and a hundred thousand forests.
Wakanda.
I am coming.
Wakanda is a very contradictory country. It clearly has technology that surpasses the Federation, but it always appears to the world as a very primitive country.
This is the rhythm of trying to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
This is a very good thing. If people outside know that a group of black guys control more advanced technologies than the Federation, maybe the black guys' lives will no longer matter now.
but……
Sometimes it works well to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but unfortunately, Baker is here. To be honest, Wakanda's pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is actually in line with Baker's expectations, because if Wakanda was not like this, Baker would really I don't dare to act so recklessly.
at the moment?
Since Wakanda wants to pretend to be a pig, it must have the same awareness as a pig. What are pigs used for? They are used to be slaughtered. Even the most powerful wild boar is also used to be slaughtered. .
soon.
After finishing off the black woman who had just appeared suddenly, Baker came to a tribe called Wakanda, but in fact, it was a border tribe among the five tribes of Wakanda.
In addition to their function of guarding the real first line of defense in Wakanda, the people of this tribe also specifically disguise themselves as poor people in exchange for UN financial assistance to poor countries.
This is also the reason why Baker has disdain for Wakanda.
My family has millions of dollars, but in the end, they deliberately pretended to be poor to defraud international aid. If you take it from here, what will happen to the people in the countries who are really suffering?
Baker felt that this might be an instruction from somewhere. God sent him here to bring a catastrophe to Wakanda. Since they want to pretend to be poor, then let's become really poor.
Not long after.
Baker's appearance quickly attracted the attention of soldiers disguised as nomadic border tribesmen. A sparse sound came from the grass not far away. After a while, he emerged from the tribal gathering place not far away. A black guy dressed boldly and looking like a barbarian.
"Hello."
"Hello."
The black guy asked Baker in fluent English: "Friend, are you lost?"
Baker shook his head: "No, I shouldn't have gone wrong."
The black guy laughed and said, "Further ahead is the deep mountain. There are many wild animals in the mountain."
Baker smiled: "Really?"
Maggi.
This time, Baker finally understood why the mercenaries who had taken his money in the past few years had never found the legendary fairyland. They must have been deceived by the people of this tribe just like now.
Damn it, don’t they know that the fact that a swarthy primitive tribesman can speak fluent English can explain a lot of problems in itself?
Baker sighed inwardly. He knew Wakanda was here early in the morning, but he was fooled by a group of mercenaries who were not even as good as the mercenaries hired by the Holy Trinity.
Uncomfortable.
The money cannot be refunded, so I can only go back and place an order with the InterContinental Hotel, and pay it back with my life one by one.
Baker thought in his mind and then looked at the black guy in front of him with a bright smile: "Actually, I'm here to find something."
The black guy yelled: "Something?"
Baker nodded: "Well, a fragment of something, mine. Many, many years ago, my thing was divided into seven pieces. Over the years, I have found five pieces, and the remaining piece is in the mountain."
The black guy blinked: "Our tribe has been in that mountain many times, and we haven't found anything else."
Baker said: "Actually, you have objects that were born from my things."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
With a smile on his face, Baker pointed to a black pendant on the neck of the black guy in front of him and said: "The fragments of my thing fell here a long time ago, and were finally found by your ancestors. Then, I was born based on my fragments. The thing that came out formed a small country, and the name of that country was Wakanda, and the thing that came out of it is called vibranium by you."
The black guy's expression changed instantly when he heard this.
The next second.
When the black guy was about to blow the invasion horn, the smile on Baker's face suddenly disappeared. He did Tai Chi with his hands, drawing a closed circle, and then pushed his hands forward.
Boom!
The black guys visible to the naked eye were instantly included in the mirror world one by one by Baker.
In the mirror world.
With the inversion of the sky and the earth, Baker was suspended in mid-air, holding up the [Devil Dark Sphere] in his right hand. After the influx of countless dark energy, the demon giants that had only appeared in London were instantly condensed by the dark energy. He went out and slaughtered the black men one after another in the mirror world.
The little black guys have no ability to resist.
Wakanda's technology is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity that this border tribe is a vanguard pretending to be a pig. So what if the gangsters in the border tribe are all well-trained soldiers?
How to fight against the transformed demon with a wooden stick and a stone axe?
By comparing length?
Ah.
Baker sat expressionlessly on the right shoulder of a transformed three-eyed demon giant, like a god, watching the unparalleled massacre unfolding in his eyes without any psychological fluctuations.
Before coming, Baker had thought about having a good talk with the king of Wakanda.
But after thinking about it, Baker felt that instead of resorting to force after the peace talks collapsed, it would be better to resolve the issue directly with force. In this way, a lot of time could be saved.
Because Wakanda will never hand over what Beck wants willingly.
Since what's the point of talking about this, why not just go ahead and kill them first, and after that, leisurely look for the last fragment.
What?
What if it’s not?
If it's not, then it's not. We can't let Baker exchange one life for another. How can Baker have so many lives?
The most Baker can do is say hello to Mephisto and let this group of people reincarnate in a wealthier country. For example, Somalia is a good choice.
At least on the surface, Somalia is still wealthier than Wakanda.
Again.
There will be no such eventuality. Baker is 100% sure that the last remaining fragment of the Self Stone is in Wakanda.
reason?
It comes from a saying of Blood Queen Vivian.
When Vivian and Andy went to Pandora to transform the planet, Baker once told Vivian the story of Wakanda. First, to test whether Vivian was really not interested in the position of Queen of Angels. , Secondly, I want to make some confirmation through Vivian.
Vivian did not actually give a clear answer, but Vivian said one thing, that is, in the dark side of heaven, she is not the only one who escaped from the dark side, there are also some people who were escaped from the dark side of heaven. Prisoners of the dark side.
Among them, there is a Leopard Queen who was once captured by the Kingdom of Heaven.
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