Marvel's princess becomes king

There is no doubt that the enemy is chasing him. The serious British police will not drive a police car on the road and chase the President of the United States with a submachine gun. This is too scary.

Not to mention that there were people chasing and escaping on the wide road, but passers-by like Bella and the others who had nowhere to go were more embarrassed.

"Shall we kill all the pursuers?" Natasha asked in a low voice.

Bella shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, it's too eye-catching. We won't be able to explain it then. We can't kill Benjamin Ashe as well, right?"

"Then use magic to quietly kill the police car behind." Natasha came up with another idea.

Bella looked at the black woman in the black Land Rover and saw that he had no intention of taking action. She could only extend her right hand out of the car window again, curled her middle finger, accumulated strength for two seconds, and then ejected hard.

Without the help of any props and pure physical power, Holmes could not find any clues when she traveled through the time. She squeezed the air and punched a small hole in the left front wheel of the police car behind her.

The police car traveling at high speed crashed into the wall and then exploded.

The two motorcycles had been chasing the black Land Rover and shooting at them. They seemed to think that their Camaro was in the way, so one of them turned his gun around and shot them, innocent passers-by.

A horrifying scene happened. The black Land Rover, which was said to have excellent bulletproof performance and was specially customized for leaders, was beaten like a sieve. On the other hand, the yellow Camaro was shot with a bunch of bullets, and not even a speck of paint came off the body.

The militant who shot the Camaro opened his eyes and looked hard. After making sure that he was not dazzled, he also had the same doubts as Obadiah Stane in the past. What kind of car is this? Stronger than the President of the United States’ bulletproof car?

"You go first!"

"Mr. President, go!"

Benjamin Aishe wanted them to leave the battlefield first. Unexpectedly, Bella had the same idea. The two cars stopped suddenly at the same time, and they heard two soft sounds of "click" and "dong".

The "click" sound was the motorcyclist behind the black Land Rover smashing the rear windshield of the car, leaving a hole about the size of a watermelon.

The "thud" sound was made by the driver behind the Camaro. His head was shattered on the spot, but the rear windshield of the Camaro was intact.

Benjamin Aishe was stunned. He must be a fake president. What kind of crappy car did he get? There is no harm without comparison. Looking at the Camaro next to him that had been beaten for a long time and not even a scratch of paint came off, he was very depressed. His car was really bad!

Whose bulletproof car can make a hole with your head?

Originally, he wanted Bella and the others to run away first, but at this moment he could no longer say this. The car was driving extremely steadily, and the vehicle's protective power was even more amazing. He was the one in danger!

Bella's Camaro slowed down and turned to the side. The black Land Rover rushed to a temporary tarmac. Gold Medal Guard Mike Banning protected Benjamin Ashe and rushed into the Black Hawk UH-60 that had been staying here. Helicopters, three helicopters took off directly, escaping London.

Shortly after the helicopter took off, it was hit by Stinger missiles fired by militants on the ground.

This sniper attack was also premeditated. It can be said that their several response plans were all part of the opponent's calculations.

Bella and the others had just left the city when they saw three Black Hawk helicopters shot down one after another in the sky.

"...This is too weak. Our father will not be able to fly on such a plane in the future." Natasha said with lingering fear.

Bella added: "The previous Land Rover was also very poor. It was obviously not of good quality. Someone among those people must have taken kickbacks."

She thought for a while and said: "You take the children and leave first. I will leave Xiaoying and Dahuang with you. I will go over and have a look. What if there are survivors? After all, he is the current president..."

"Okay, please be safe." This was the best solution. Natasha immediately drove out of London with her children, while Bella carefully avoided the cameras on the street and ran towards the direction of the helicopter crash.

Five minutes later, Bella came to the crash site of the third Black Hawk helicopter. Benjamin Asher was lucky. The plane was hit by a missile on the side and did not explode in the sky. When it crashed, it passed through trees and lawns. Although the helicopter could be said to be turned into scrap metal, judging from the traces on the scene, he seemed to have escaped with Mike Banning.

In addition to the unlucky pilot, the only person in the helicopter wreckage was the black woman who was suspected of possessing considerable magical power, lying in a pool of blood. Debris from the crash of the plane pierced her stomach, and she was already out of breath.

"Auntie, get up quickly. How long do you have to lie down? It's quite cold today." Bella squatted next to the black woman and said slowly.

The black woman immediately opened her eyes and pulled out the pieces of the plane that pierced her chest bit by bit.

Bella carefully observed the flow of her magic power and saw many clues: "It is indeed the method of voodoo. Are you the great witch doctor of our time?"

The black woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. In less than ten seconds, her wound was almost healed.

"Miss Swan, this has nothing to do with you!" The black woman seemed to feel that her tone was a bit tough, and she lowered her attitude slightly: "I don't think there is any enmity between us, right, the mage of Kama Taj ?”

Bella thought for a moment: "Will you continue to stay in the United States?"

The black woman spread her hands helplessly: "I have to go home. After all, my character is dead. In fact, I still like the United States. I like the music, dances, and parties here. Alas, I am also very old. The injury is so serious, I can only go back to my hometown and wait for death..."

Bella interrupted her sigh and said abruptly: "But I heard that Voodoo Queen Mary Raven made a deal with Father Legba. In the legend of Voodoo, she is immortal."

The black woman smiled meaningfully: "That's just a legend after all. Mary Lavin died many years ago."

"Really? It's such a pity. I still want to compete with Father Legba, the gatekeeper of the Loa God. Where do you want to go? Do you want me to take you there?"

"No, thank you!"

The black woman left alone, and Bella looked to the rooftop in the distance. The handsome guy, T'Challa, the future Black Panther, was standing on the rooftop looking at her.

Bella took a step forward, and when she reappeared, she was already standing next to T'Challa.

As if he knew what she was going to ask, T'Challa said first: "That is my father's wife, my sister's mother."

"Then did you know that she has lived for at least three hundred years?"

"I know, she didn't lie to my father." T'Challa continued: "Wakanda needs someone to stand up and get information from the outside world. It was my stepmother before, and now it's me."