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Clowns are organized in Africa!

As soon as the U.S. representative finished speaking, the representatives of various countries began to talk one after another.

In the three years after the Battle of New York, they captured countless members of the Joker organization.

But everyone present knew that those people were just trash fish on the periphery, and it was hard to shake the foundation of the clown organization with or without catching them.

The reason for arresting them is simply to give an account to the people, to show the government's achievements, to show that they have not eaten for nothing, and to reassure the people.

However, the real threat of the clown organization is the leader Jason Walter, and a dozen of his comrades.

If these core characters are not removed one day, the clown organization will hang over everyone's heads like a sharp sword.

When the opportunity arises, they grow and grow like a virus.

Weeds that governments take three years to remove may regrow in three months.

In order to prevent such a thing from happening, the government used countless resources to find these fellow party members, but found nothing in three years.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful country actually took the lead in breaking through and found their hiding place.

The U.S. representative looked at the discussion below, with a superior smile on his face.

He turned around and pressed the remote control in his hand, and the huge screen behind him lit up.

This is a satellite map, and indeed the African continent is seen from the outlines on the edge of the map.

And a certain forest in the mainland is marked by a red circle.

The U.S. representative signaled everyone to be quiet, then pointed to the red circle on the map and said:

"According to the intelligence of the SHIELD agents and the 24-hour uninterrupted detection of the satellite, it can be confirmed that the area circled in red has signs of activities of the clown organization."

"After that, SHIELD dispatched 13 groups of secret agents to infiltrate the investigation, but without exception, all lost contact, and even the bodies were gone. So it is basically certain that the red circle is where the core members of the clown organization are hiding."

After listening, the representatives of various countries communicated with their colleagues immediately.

After a moment of deliberation, an African country representative spoke: "Is there any more detailed data? The red circle covers hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, all of which are mountains and rainforests. Such a large area will not be possible unless millions of people are activated. Otherwise, it will be difficult to confirm the specific location.”

The representative finished his speech, and the representatives of other African countries nodded.

They grew up there, and know best about the complex topography of this area.

If you rashly mobilize large-scale civilians to find it, I am afraid that the clown organization has not yet been found, and his side has already suffered heavy casualties.

The US representative continued: "Of course we are aware of the terrain here, because several secret agents did not die in the hands of the clown organization, but died in the complex and changeable environment and the deadly poisonous beasts."

"Our power in Africa is weak, and now more than half of the non-combat attrition has occurred. Therefore, we believe that it is difficult to find anything in this area by ourselves."

"So we need the governments of all countries to unite, recruit their own elite investigators, and form a large search team to conduct a thorough investigation of the red circle area."

Hearing this, the expressions of representatives of all parties were a little hesitant.

Well, after all, you want our soldiers to accompany you to die.

This request, I am afraid...

Seeing their constipated expressions, the U.S. representative was not surprised at all, saying, "I want to solemnly state here that the proposal for a joint search is entirely for the purpose of completely eliminating the remnants of the clown organization, and has no selfishness at all."

"I think everyone here knows what the consequences of a comeback in the future will be once the clown organization is given a chance to breathe."

The first half of his sentence was pure nonsense.

The representative of a certain country chuckled unabashedly, wishing to write the word sneer on his face.

Is the government of the beautiful country dedicated to the public or not? This is the biggest joke of the 21st century.

But the second half of what he said made some sense.

When it comes to other matters, countries can shirk the blame.

But once the clown organization is involved, it must be taken seriously, which is the consensus of all governments.

In just a few short years, the tumor of the clown organization has been making waves all over the world, causing unimaginable harm to the vast majority of countries. This time, it must be eradicated.

The representative of a certain country discussed for a moment, decisively pressed the agree button on the table, raised his hand and said, "Our country agrees!"

Soon, another country with good relations also pressed the approval button.

The representatives of the two big countries have come forward, and those small countries are embarrassed to fish again, and they all agree to the formation of the joint search team.

The most important proposals of the meeting were passed with a 100% approval rate.

The U.S. representative smiled and continued: "In addition to forming a joint search team, we also need the support of the local government."

He pointed to the red circle again: "We see that the country of Wakanda is completely covered by the red circle. The residents here are familiar with the terrain and landforms and know how to deal with the troubles of poisonous beasts, so we hope that Wakanda can play a greater role in joint operations. effect."

To play a bigger role is to send more people to die.

Sure enough, the beautiful country has never done things with good intentions.

Wakanda is one of the poorest countries in the world.

If you don't have three melons and two dates in your pocket, you have to dig it out, which is a bit excessive.

Some equally poor African countries set their sights on King Wakanda.

Although I sympathize with what happened to Wakanda, how can a weak country have the courage to sing against a beautiful country.

The King of Wakanda stretched his head forward and his mouth was close to the microphone: "A representative of the United States has negotiated with me before about this matter." "The clown organization is a cancer of human civilization. Although Wakanda is poor, it will never allow it. They are acting recklessly on the African continent."

"So we fully agree with the request of the United States, and we will send a large number of guides familiar with the environment to give full support to the joint search team's operations."

Sure enough, I still couldn't handle the pressure.

Those small countries were silent and sighed secretly.

The U.S. representative applauded and continued to speak: "Thanks to King Tchaka for his speech and support! Considering that Wakanda's per capita income is among the lowest in the world, the U.S. decided to give Wakanda a $1 billion loan in the spirit of humanitarianism. Donate a batch of weapons and genetically modified crops to help Wakanda develop its military and agricultural power."

what?

A beautiful country actually helps poor countries!

Did the representative say something wrong, or left out some harsh conditions.

The audience suddenly burst into warm applause.

Those poor countries that sympathized with Wakanda just now all looked at King Tchaka with envy.

Taking the line of old beauty, Wakanda is considered a success.

$1 billion in loans, advanced weaponry, and easy-to-grow genetically modified crops.

With these aids, as long as King Tchaka develops in earnest.

Perhaps in a few years, Wakanda, one of the poorest countries in the world, will be taken off the hat.

King T'Chaka nodded as he applauded.

However, Prince T'Challa, who was sitting on the side, was expressionless, as if he was not interested in these financial aids.

Hey, young man, you don't even know how much your father made.

Representatives of nearby countries shook their heads helplessly, with an expression like you are too young and childish.

"Boring!" Prince T'Challa whispered.

King Tchaka applauded hypocritically, and whispered: "Be patient! When you inherit the throne, these occasions will be met frequently."

"When I inherit the throne, Wakanda's seat will appear in the first row." T'Challa was arrogant and disdainful of the five representatives in the first row.

After the two most important things were finalized, the conference gradually came to an end, and the follow-up proposals were all trivial matters.

T'Challa yawned sleepily.

After the meeting, there will definitely be a group of people who will come over to gain enthusiasm and build relationships.

I hope to take advantage of the east wind of Wakanda to climb the tall branch of Beautiful Country.

T'Challa was extremely resistant to what happened next, and whispered, "Father, I'll be waiting for you outside."

After speaking, he crouched down and quietly slipped out of the arena.

…………

In the scorching sun, the special police in charge of blocking the road were still on duty meticulously.

Sweat soaked his clothes, his lips were dry and cracked, and his skin was red from the sun.

The SWAT thought to himself, I really hope it will rain heavily at this time.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came.

The SWAT officer on duty was overjoyed. Just as he was about to cool off, a gust of wind came, which was very lucky.

But when the breeze blew, the SWAT officers shivered uncontrollably.

Hell, this wind is actually cold, I'm afraid it's not blowing from Siberia.

Tucao returns to Tucao, this situation will never happen in reality.

The SWAT officers looked at each other, feeling that the gust of wind was a little unusual.

"There's someone over there!" a SWAT called.

Everyone turned to look, and a thin man in a suit came slowly.

"Stop!"

The SWATs pulled the safety cover and aimed their guns at him.

"This road is temporarily under traffic control, please don't approach!"

Although the subconscious felt that this man was not simple, in order to prevent accidental injury, the special police still used the loudspeaker to shout.

The SWAT spoke the local language first, then switched to English and said it again.

The second time, the man really stopped and raised his hand in an apologetic gesture.

It is indeed a misunderstanding.

Fortunately, I didn't cut off the gun decisively just now, otherwise there would be a big accident.

The SWAT officers breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a thick white mist burst out from the man.

The white mist shrouded his body completely, and then rushed in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

"There's something wrong with this man! Shoot! Shoot!"

The SWAT officers were shocked and immediately shot up.

But just as the index finger was about to pull the trigger, a biting chill hit.

The joints of the SWAT's body immediately stiffened, and they couldn't even pull the trigger.

After a delay of a second or two, the dense fog that covered the sky and the ground came, and the SWAT officers lost consciousness immediately.

The thick fog passed by and continued onward, and the SWAT officers turned into ice sculptures.

"call……"

The man put his hands in his pockets and spit out a cloud of white mist.

"It's been three years before you know it! It's time to remind you of the fear of being ruled by an organization!"

Stepping on the thin ice on the ground, John Wicker walked unhurriedly towards the building.

…………

"Group A! Group A!"

"What the **** happened to you?"

"Please, let someone answer it!"

Downstairs in the building, a group of soldiers anxiously called their companions.

But there is no response after waiting for a long time, it is estimated that the bad luck is less.

"Quick! Set up defenses!"

The situation was critical, and the team leader immediately issued an order.

The explosion-proof armored vehicle started, adjusted its direction and parked on the road sideways.

All the soldiers pulled off the insurance, aimed their guns, and their expressions were extremely serious.

"You... what happened?"

When the waiting reporter saw that the soldier was approaching a formidable enemy, he immediately ran forward to inquire.

The team leader clenched the walkie-talkie and said in short, "There are unknown enemies invading! Hurry up and hide in the building!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the reporters present changed greatly.

enemy!

Will it be them?

"Something happened, everyone hid in the building!"

The reporters shouted to remind each other, and then each carried the guy who was eating and left the interview area in an orderly manner.

At this time, a large number of unknown objects suddenly appeared in the sky, and the texture was like a feather.

"Look! What is that?"

"Looking at the size and material, it's kind of like a card."

Journalists and soldiers alike have their eyes on the sky.

A reporter put down the microphone and jumped up to grab a card.

When he saw the pattern on the card clearly, his legs softened and he fell to the ground.

This is a playing card with a clown image on it.

A clown with blood on his hands and a hideous smile.

It is not uncommon to see clowns on playing cards, but only they dare to make clowns with this pattern.

A poker card instantly activated their fear hidden in their genes.

Those reporters, like a conditioned reflex, didn't even care about the guy who was eating, and ran towards the building.

"clown!"

"The Clown Organization is here!"

A heart-piercing roar easily destroyed the order inside and outside the building.

After three years, is that man going to appear again?

…………

On the roof of a nearby building, a military sniper team died tragically in place.

Several people in black coats stood near the body.

"Just a few poker cards scare them into this... Thought they'd improved after three years~www.novelmt.com~"

"You are too demanding. They are not SHIELD agents, they are just unarmed ordinary people."

"Okay, the opening scene has ended, it's time for the big show."

"Who shoots first?"

"It's just a group of politicians. Whatever the priority, leave it to me."

A man with a shaved head put his foot on the roof railing and stretched out a hand to aim at the helicopter in the distance.

Eight helicopter gunships hovered in the air nearby, responsible for maintaining the air safety of the building.

drop! drop! drop!

Suddenly, the helicopter's instruments failed, the operating lever adjusted itself, and the front was aimed at the building.

The pilot's attempts to turn the stick back were futile, and cutting the power supply had no effect.

"shit! Asuka No. 1 is out of order! Asuka No. 1 is out of order!"

"Number two is also out of order!"

"No. 5 is also out of order!"

"Oops! Fire control insurance on No. 6 is on!"

"It's over, something big happened!"

"mayday! mayday!"

"Call the command, the helicopter was hijacked by unknown personnel!"

"The missile is about to be launched, the missile is about to be launched!"

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