After sensing the danger approaching, he made a decisive judgment and issued an order to retreat to the female guards scattered in all directions.

From this point, we can see T'Challa's "good judgment" side.

And the next trick is to show his 'witty' and 'resourceful'.

I have to say that T'Challa is indeed an outstanding young man. As the prince of Wakanda, he is quite competent.

It's just that just because a person is outstanding doesn't mean that the scheme he thinks of will definitely succeed.

Even the Zhuge Kongming portrayed in the Romance can't make every plan come true. What's more, T'Challa, who has not yet inherited the throne and is not experienced enough?

"Wait~."

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Namor who rushed to the front suddenly stopped pursuing. Not only that, but he also spread out his right arm, blocking the subordinates who wanted to move forward.

"Kukulkan?"

"Something's wrong." Responding, Namor raised his head and looked upwards.

It is still several hundred meters away from the water surface. Because it is noon and the water quality is clear enough, at this depth, the shadow of the boat floating on the water can already be seen faintly.

Why did Namor sense something was wrong? That's the reason - they didn't flee in a hurry like the small submarines I saw before, and they didn't even respond at all. The 'big' boat floating on the water has been parked in that position without moving.

"They are ready, they are waiting for us to pass." Seeing what was going on, Namor waved his hand lightly, and ordered to the sea clansmen who were following him: "You are all here Wait, don't follow."

"Kukulkan!" Hearing the meaning of Namo's words, the tall guard hurriedly stopped in front of him.

"It's okay, I just went to investigate."

"Let me go, Kukulkan." Another guard also came over and offered to apply.

"No." Looking at the one on the left and the other on the right, Namor shook his head slightly: "Where did they come from, I have already guessed. Now, I need to identify it with my own eyes." .”

"But…"

"This is my decision, do you want to resist me?" Namor asked with a straight face, staring at him.

"Uh, no. Kukulkan, I'm just worried..."

"Don't worry." Interrupting the persuasion of his subordinates again, Namor smiled confidently: "Even if there is an ambush, it is impossible to threaten me. I am the leader, you have to believe in my ability, and Follow my orders without hesitation."

"..., yes, Kukulkan." Seeing that Namor had reached this point, the two guards could only bow obediently and back away from Namor.

"Again, stay here, don't come over."

Turning his head and repeating it again to the sea clansmen, Namor gathered his strength for a moment and swam towards the sea quickly.

It just seemed a little reckless, but in fact, Namor was very shrewd.

It can be seen from the route he chooses. He didn't rush towards the shadow of the boat in a daze, but made a long arc under the water, and rushed out of the sea several hundred meters away from the shadow of the boat.

The two pairs of small wings on the ankle flapped at a high speed, supporting Namor to hover in mid-air. Looking at the 'fishing boat' a few hundred meters away, the corners of Namor's mouth slightly turned up, revealing a cold look in his eyes.

Yes, Namor had already made a judgment in his heart and saw through the disguise of the Wakandas.

As for how he figured it out...

This is an ocean-going fishing boat about eighty meters long. According to common sense, for such a big fishing boat, it takes several months to go to sea every time, and it may even take more than half a year.

There is a saying that goes, "Three years in the army, a sow competes with Diaochan". The words are rough, but the truth inside is very real.

In order to maintain the unity among the crew and avoid any troubles, female members are generally not included on fishing boats that last for several months at a time.

What's more, ocean fishing is a very hard job.

In order to catch up with the fishing season, it is necessary to switch between different fishing grounds, and the distance of each movement is at least a few thousand miles. Just the boring time during the rush is not something ordinary people can bear. When arriving at the fishing ground to start a new round of fishing, there is still a lot of physical work to be done, and the level of labor is even stronger than moving bricks and resisting cement on the construction site.

Therefore, from the perspective of physical strength, ocean fishing is not suitable for women.

However, on this ocean-going fishing boat a few hundred meters away from Namor, women appeared... No, it should be said that only women were seen, and none of the male crew members who should have appeared on the boat arrive.

Such an abnormal picture is enough to explain the problem, no wonder Namor can see through it at a glance.

"Huh~." With a cold snort, the two pairs of small wings on Namor's ankles vibrated faster, and supported him to quickly fly to the fishing boat hundreds of meters away.

The posture of rushing forward without dodging or evading is not usually eye-catching.

Even ordinary people who are not so keen, it is hard not to notice him, not to mention the few pretending to be fishermen on the deck are all guards from the Wakanda Royal Guard, and all of them are well-trained masters .

"Enemy attack~!" Noticing Namor who was approaching quickly, the female guard shouted loudly, lifted the burqa and took off the short stick from her waist, and instantly unfolded it, turning it into a stick. A spear made of vibranium.

"噗, 噢噐~." Reminded by the warning from their companions, several other female guards also showed their weapons and prepared to fight.

Because he was not on the deck, he didn't catch Namor's figure at the first time. The person in charge of raising the alarm in the cabin moved a little slower.

Fortunately, it was only a moment behind.

When Namor was about to approach the fishing boat, several openings were opened on the deck, and several automatic defense turrets were instantly raised.

Without the slightest pause, a light blue light emerged from the UU reading www.uukanshu.com turret, shooting out a lot of blue light spots like raindrops, and sprinkled towards Namor who was still approaching .

"Heh~."

With a chuckle, Namor descended very nimbly, lowering his figure to a height of only ten centimeters from the water surface.

The distance was less than a hundred meters, and Namor in this position had already hid in a shooting blind spot where the turret's firepower could not cover. The turrets on the deck that were still spewing bullets were no longer a threat to him.

It's too late to say it.

With a whoosh, Namor had already stuck to the side of the fishing boat and set up his vibrating gold spear.

Like chopsticks poking tofu, the tip of the spear pierced into the hull without hindrance.

The driving force matched the inertial acceleration during flight, and Namor waved his hands lightly, instantly drawing a crack tens of meters long on the side of the hull.

(end of this chapter)