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He still met T'Challa.

"What a rare guest, you actually came to see me on your own initiative."

T'Challa found that Eric's face and hair were wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

But he didn't think much about it, just said: "I have a question for you."

Eric took out a bottle of expensive red wine from the cupboard and used his fingernails to pick out the cork directly.

"This is not a free consultation room, but you can ask."

He was also a little curious about the purpose of T'Challa's visit this time.

"Your father, do you know how he died?"

As soon as T'Challa finished asking, he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body, as if he was stared at by some terrifying beast in an instant.

He looked up and saw Eric suddenly pounced on him at an incredible speed.

T'Challa only had time to subconsciously raise his arms and put on a crossed defensive posture, and then he was knocked away by a huge force.

He urgently maintained his balance in mid-air, barely landed on his feet, and made an attacking posture with tiger claws forward.

Just his slightly trembling hands seemed to be proclaiming the enemy's strength. T'Challa was shocked and didn't understand why Eric's strength was so great that even he, a black panther who had been strengthened by the heart-shaped grass, almost couldn't bear it.

Eric looked ferocious, walked forward slowly, and tore the bar in front of him into two pieces.

"How dare you, how dare you mention my father!"

"So you know..." T'Challa suddenly lost some of his spirit, and was instantly caught by Eric.

He rushed forward, one hand directly restrained T'Challa's neck, and actually lifted him above his head.

"Tell me, T'Challa, are you looking for death?"

"Do you hate me?"

"Shouldn't I hate you? The son of a murderer."

"Yes, you do have this power, but you never showed it in front of my father. Is it because you are planning something?"

T'Challa regained some clarity.

If Eric knew from the beginning that the person who killed his father was T'Chaka, then what he has done recently is no different from recognizing a thief as his father.

If he hates T'Chaka to the core, but still greets him with a smile.

We can only consider that he has other intentions.

Thinking of what happened in Wakanda recently, T'Challa couldn't help thinking, was it really just an accident?

Also, since Eric has been suppressing his hatred and flattering T'Chaka, then now he admits it so straightforwardly, is it a showdown?

Does he have the ability to fight against T'Chaka?

T'Challa felt the hand that was pinching his throat tightening, and a suffocating feeling he had never felt before entered his brain, and the fear of death instantly surged into his heart.

He immediately grabbed Eric's hand with both hands and tried to pry it apart.It was difficult to open, and he was about to faint.

In the end, Eric sneered and threw him out like garbage, sparing his life.

Ignoring T'Challa who fell to the ground and coughed, Eric returned to the bar, holding a bottle of red wine in one hand, sitting on the sofa, and poured the whole bottle of red wine into his mouth.

He was thirsty all the time and needed to replenish water all the time.

"You came here today to expose me? Then it seems a bit too hasty for you to come alone."

After a long while, T'Challa got up from the ground, his palm against his neck, and seemed to be a little uncomfortable, but it didn't affect his speech.

"No, I'm not here to ask for punishment. I just want to know what it will take for you to let go of your hatred."

T'Challa said sincerely: "You should understand that no matter how much you hate it, you are still a Wakanda. If you destroy Wakanda, you are destroying your only home in the world."

"What do you want to say?" Eric sneered: "Let me let go of my hatred and concentrate on being your dog? How can someone who kills his closest siblings be qualified to be king?"

T'Challa was speechless. Don't advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering.

He thought about it from another perspective and thought that even if he were to come, he would probably not be able to let go of such deep hatred.

So he made a decision.

"What if... I support you to become the next king?" T'Challa asked.

Eric paused, turned his head sharply, and looked at T'Challa in disbelief.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

There are still people who voluntarily give up power these days. Such a great injustice is rare in a thousand years!

"If you are willing to let the hatred end here, I am willing to support you to take the throne." (To read the violent novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Why?" Eric asked curiously: "Why do you want to do this?"

"Wakanda needs unity now." T'Challa said calmly: "And in the current complex international situation, perhaps a tough monarch is what Wakanda needs most."

"You should have been strengthened, right?" Otherwise, T'Challa would not have been beaten unilaterally.

Eric did not answer, but his attitude acquiesced.

"That's good. If you can become the Black Panther, the resistance from the Elders will be much smaller..."

No, wait a minute.

Eric was a little slow to react. How could T'Challa decide this matter in just a few words?

Did he agree?

"Wait a minute!"

"What? Are you still dissatisfied?"

"No, but I am confused." Eric narrowed his eyes slightly: "If nothing unexpected happens, you are the heir chosen by T'Chaka. As long as you don't make a big mistake, you are almost certain to be the next king. Why do you want to help me?"

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T'Challa was silent for a while, then said: "The interests of Wakanda are above everything else, and above the royal family. This is what my father taught me."

"As a king, as a black panther, we are guardians, and we can make all sacrifices when necessary."[]

"But I am different from him. I think mistakes like yours should be corrected."

"Do you want to use this method to erase the crimes your father committed against my father?" Eric showed a fierce expression again.

T'Challa did not speak, his silence represented his determination.

Seeing this, Eric suddenly smiled. Although it was a little unexpected, if this was true, then this guy was really an unprecedented idiot!

"I have a condition."

T'Challa cheered up: "You say."

"I need your sister's help to help me tailor a battle suit."

"Okay, I will convince her."

Since it has been decided that Eric will take over the title of Black Panther, this is a matter of course.

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Eric always felt a little unhappy for some reason.

He had been trying so hard to get what he wanted, but T'Challa easily gave it up.

This made him feel like he had picked up something left by someone else, which was particularly unpleasant.

And he was not sure that what T'Challa said was his true thoughts. After all, his father was a despicable man, who could guarantee that he was not a little kid? .