Chapter 708 The fairness of the absolute referee!

  Before the duel, everyone sent away the old king, and Wakanda held a grand funeral for each other.

This time Fisher did not hold the Wakanda Old Black Panther First Seven Conference, because Kama Taj’s mages would not fight him, but Wakanda’s black broomsticks would do it, just in case. They cede land and pay compensation. Isn't that inconsistent with Fisher's identity at the moment?

He came as the savior of Wakanda's industrial transfer, not as the conqueror of the black siege. After all, in terms of morals, Fisher is taller than the Belgian King Leopold and I don’t know how many Wallaces are. .

  For King Leopold’s pure cerebral palsy behavior of slashing hands and feet, Fisher can only express ha ha.

  You want to scrape money, but don’t want to spend money, and you don’t want to do a single order and leave. Relying on cutting hands and feet to intimidate the black corns to work, this work efficiency is not as good as training chimpanzees.

Of course, Fisher is not accusing the black broomstick as a chimpanzee. In fact, he treats his black little brothers very well. Scheer thought, the black shochu should stay in Africa and live happily. In return, he will modernize the black shochu homeland, so that they can feel the convenience of modern technology, instead of running to other continents and others. Engage in scrolling.

  Diversity seems good, but there is no cohesion at all. When Roosevelt launched the New Deal, he relied on a large number of white workers.

   Therefore, Fisher intends to wait for Techara's throne to be firmly established, and then expand the infrastructure with Wakanda as the center. In this way, the giant will earn li, and Wakanda will win the face. Everyone will earn a win. It is a win-win situation.

After the majestic Suona band sent away the old king gracefully, they arrived at the Lakhill ceremony in Techara. In order to ensure the fairness and justice of Lakhill, the royal family and the river tribe specially invited Fisher to come to witness. Or, although the orangutan tribe said this violated the ancestral law, the elders of the river tribe said that ancestors would not stop you from making big money.

  Two votes to give up, two votes for, and one against, so Fisher changed and became the Dragonfly Captain representing justice, fairness and justice.

   "Since everyone has decided that I will be the witness, then I will recite two poems!"

  "Absolutely fair, absolutely fair~"

  Fisher vowed to ensure everyone, and immediately arranged for Techara injection.

The super soldier's potion created by the most advanced technology from Zenith Star has been revised again. It gathers the strengths of the family, replenishes the shortcomings of the family, strengthens the body, refreshes the brain, strengthens the yang and nourishes the kidney. Level.

  Moreover, the injection process is not painful or itchy, and it does not even leave pinholes or anything.

  After one shot, Techara only felt that she was hot and hot. She couldn't wait to put on her battle armor and ran to the border after tearing hundreds of terrorists, before returning with great intentions.

  "Mr. Fisher, I don’t know which one is better now, or Captain America!"

"This, you can't beat it!" Fisher thought carefully about the various settings of the Panthers. It seems that the other party does not have a passive attitude like 50-50, so no matter how fat he catalyzes the other party, in the end he Still have to fight each other in a 50-50 match.

   "But hitting that Mbaku is enough!"

Lakhir’s ceremony is located at the panther sanctuary in Wakanda. The legend is that it was here that Watazu met the panther **** and discovered the heart-shaped grass as a big killer. Since then, he has embarked on an unimagined path. .

  So Rakhill was also placed in a holy place to show respect to the Black Panther God.

Before the ceremony, the patriarch of the ape tribe, who was tall and magnificent and looked like a gorilla, Mbaku hulled and stared at Fisher, who was acting as a witness. Scheer thought he had taken the other party's banana.

   "Little special, go up and cut him!"

  Having taken the potion that suppresses the power of the heart-shaped grass, Techara, who seems to have lost a level of combat power, jumped into the river with her gun and shield, looking expectantly at Mbaku.

  The latter happily challenged with a hardwood stick shaped like a big drumstick, and then was pulled out by Techara with a shield.

The Wakanda version of Lakhir prohibits the use of vibrating weapons, otherwise Mbaku would not become a smasher at this time, but even if it only uses traditional cold weapons, Mbaku is still pressed by Tchala in the duel. Rub in the water.

"You see, this kind of dead muscle training is not good. He is deadly, looking at the exaggerated, two hundred catties of Wakanda Hercules, looking at the mighty, it is useless, and being thrown by the opponent four or two! You have to remember, mind It's indispensable to muscles!"

Fisher also gave the Black Panthers and his sister a superhero compulsory tutoring. At this age, the other party was interested in these things. Although her brother was on the court, the excitement was no less than that. Anyone on the court.

  Mbaku, who was beaten up by a violent blow, found that he was about to lose, and was immediately out of anger. He waited for decades for the throne and couldn’t wait any longer!

Since he couldn't beat it head-on, then I had to break the tradition of Lakhill. Mbaku simply sold a flaw and retreated to the edge of the cliff, preparing to spot the opportunity and threw Techara off the waterfall. .

Although Techara was not a veteran on the battlefield, he was prepared, and he naturally saw through the opponent's plan. Although he wanted to be a king, he did not intend to kill the opponent. The strongman locked the man, and while beating his fist frantically with Mbaku's face, he threatened him to surrender.

   "Surrender, surrender, you have already lost!"

   "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  Holding the same point of view, Techara simply used the US team's lock-throat, crossed his legs and locked them under the opponent's armpits.

   "Is Techara locked Mbaku?"

   "No, it was Mbaku who locked Techara!"

  Not to mention who the two locked and whom, the throat of fate was choked, and Mbaku, who was unable to breathe, finally gave in. He patted Techara's powerful arm, and then spit out a few words with difficulty.

"I lost!"

  Lackhill's victory has been divided!

  The desperate orangutan tribe warriors sat sadly on the ground, and opposite them were the royal family and tribal supporters who had begun to sing and dance.

  Now, Wakanda, the old king is dead, and the new king is standing!

  (End of this chapter)