The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

"You called me out specifically just for this?"

Michael glanced sideways at the man sitting on the chair and said somewhat speechlessly: "Looking at you, you seem to value him."

"Well...if I insist on saying it, I don't think I take it seriously."

Lord rubbed his chin and said: "To be precise, it should be a little compensation. After all, he is the head of the Novice Village."

"Just because of this little thing, you want to give him a 'fruit of life'?" Michael narrowed his eyes slightly and joked: "Do you know that with my current divine kingdom, if I want to condense this fruit,

How much energy does it take?”

Facing the half-coquettish Michael, Lord felt helpless and scratched his head: "How about...I make it up to you?"

"How are you going to make amends?"

Michael's eyes turned into crescent moons, and after hearing the answer she wanted, the little calculation in her heart suddenly began to crackle.

"Uh..." Lorde, who seemed to realize that he had been deceived, regretted that it was too late and could only bite the bullet and said: "Then what do you want?"

"Hmm~"

Michael walked slowly forward, then bent down, and his beautiful face came close to him, only a few centimeters away.

He could even feel the fragrant wind exhaled from the sandalwood mouth gently lapping his cheek.

For a moment, he was confused.

"I want..."

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Vienna, day of United Nations meeting.

Representatives or prime ministers from 117 countries gathered in Vienna's largest conference center.

This special United Nations meeting that brings together so many countries will formally sign a "Sokovia Accords" regarding the Avengers' interference in other countries' internal affairs and how to carry out their tasks.

As the representative of the Avengers, Steve Rogers had to attend this meeting.

In fact, he was originally unwilling to come, but he was the most suitable candidate. Natasha was still performing a secret mission, and Tony was not suitable for such an occasion, so the overall result was that he could only come.

Sitting among a group of politicians in suits and ties made Steve feel uncomfortable, like a thorn in his back.

Especially since he entered the door, there was a black lady staring at him with a look of hatred.

Without too much speculation, he could guess the reason for this black lady's hatred.

Probably... I lost my favorite family member in the Sokovia disaster.

Steve sighed softly, half-lidded his eyes, waiting for the meeting to start.

At this point, he doesn't want to say anything more. Whether it's right or wrong, let them go.

After a while, the meeting officially started under the announcement of the UN host.

The protagonist of this meeting and the promoter of the agreement, King T'Chaka of Wakanda, walked onto the podium with firm and steady steps. Although he is nearly seventy years old, he is still in good spirits.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Steve Rogers and the Avengers for their understanding and cooperation."

T'Chaka took a deep breath and showed the king's diplomacy. He first thanked Steve for participating and being present, and then began to remember the people who died in the disaster and stated the importance of the agreement.

Steve had no intention of listening to this, his eyes wandered and fell on the black man next to the old king.

"This is the eldest son of King T'Chaka, the future king of Wakanda, and the orthodox successor - Prince T'Challa." The translator beside him promptly informed the man's identity.

The other party seemed to notice his gaze, and nodded slightly at him, casting a kind look.

The great contribution made by Captain America Steve Rogers has also attracted much attention and admiration around the world. Especially in a country like Wakanda that advocates tribal beliefs, a pure warrior like him is even more appreciated.

King T'Chaka's speech reached its climax, and Kang spoke passionately about the various bright futures brought about by the agreement.

"Eternal God Emperor"

However, right now.

T'Challa, who was always standing next to him, seemed to notice something unusual through the window.

I saw that his expression changed instantly. Dressed as a gentleman in a suit and leather tie, he pounced directly on his father, T'Chaka, like an agile cheetah, and at the same time shouted: "Be careful - everyone lies down!"

But unfortunately, his reaction seemed to be a step too slow.

Boom!

!

The earth-shattering explosion suddenly disrupted everyone.

As he rushed towards his father in mid-air, he was knocked out ten meters by a turbulent air wave from the explosion.

The terrifying flames carried a shock wave, shattering the walls and floor of the conference room. The old King T'Chaka was the closest and had no time to react before he was swallowed up by the flames of the explosion.

The broken glass fell to the ground like a heavy rainstorm.

Outside, a thick plume of smoke that was more than ten meters high covered the entire outside of the building.

T'Challa endured the severe pain and got up, staggering towards his father. However, after passing through the burning flames, broken buildings, and rising smoke, he saw a heartbreaking scene.

His own father... his body was charred and black, lying in the ruins.

If it weren't for the sparkling silver ring on his father's right index finger, he probably wouldn't have been able to recognize it. It was his father.

Among the chaotic crowd, Steve was the first to react.

"Everyone, don't panic, evacuate in order!"

Immediately afterwards, he ordered the translator next to him to protect the remaining executives, while he chased out alone.

The terrorists who planted the bomb must not be far away yet!

He climbed over the ruins with great skill and skill, slid down from the tall building with the help of fire pipes, rolled and lost all his strength, and then swept his eyes across the street like a hawk. Among the huge and panicked crowd, he caught sight of a disguised figure.

"That's him!"

Steve ran wildly and passed through the crowd in an instant.

At the same time, the man seemed to realize that he was being chased, so he ran towards a crowded place and went around the alleyways that were difficult to track, trying to get rid of the people behind him.

But unfortunately, he underestimated Captain America.

His superhuman physical strength and explosive power made him as fast as an Olympic champion, and he caught up with that person in just a few seconds.

"Stop!"

Steve punched the opponent's door in anger.

He is really angry now, not only because of being attacked, but more importantly, similar things happening one after another at such critical moments will undoubtedly make the Avengers' situation slip into the abyss again.

The murderer must be caught, otherwise... there is no guarantee that someone will not make a fuss out of this!

With such a mood, Steve struck with such force that even a world boxing champion would not be able to block this punch.

Bang!

There was only a loud sound, like a metal collision.

The man took a few steps back, his disguise robe slipped off, revealing a metallic arm.

The moment he saw the arm, Steve shrank and subconsciously read the man's name: "James Buchanan Barnes...it's you! Bucky!"

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"Not me! Steve!"

Bucky growled, his eyes full of anger: "Someone...someone is deliberately setting me up!"

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