General Bertino from Paris shook his head and said, "In fact, it's not a country, but a tribe."

Lake looked at General Bertino, raised his eyebrows, organized a speech in his heart, and then thought about it, simply gave up and said directly: "General Bertino, please forgive me for your wish, Paris, who was able to fight against the King of Kings not long ago, has fallen to the point where he can't even deal with a small tribe?"

Onichet.

If it weren't for Paris being half of Emilia's family, now it's Emilia's assets, I would have wanted to kick you out of the group chat directly.

What an international joke?

Paris cannot defeat a small African country. Okay, I agree, after all, Lake has never had any unrealistic hopes for Paris's combat effectiveness.

But a small African tribe?

You are no longer making an international joke, but making a cosmic joke.

"Minister Edwin..."

General Bertino's face turned slightly red and said, "I must justify my people."

Lake nodded, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture to start your quibbling.

I want to see how you plan to quibble.

General Bertino said: "Minister Edwin, you should know that all kinds of parades have occurred in Paris over the past period of time."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "I know."

What other parade can it be?

Anti-black.

One sentence.

Maybe in the past, the black-tongue was the mainstream, but now, anti-black is the mainstream, and it is still a big trend. After Lake came back from taking a photo of Betty and his grandfather, it happened that Shius Rockefeller was also visiting the white palace at that time, so the photo was naturally taken by Shius.

Lake may have intentionally or unintentionally said that he did not like black words in front of Sius. After that, Wall Street followed up, or global capital followed up, Lake would not take any blame.

The same sentence.

My deputy is a black man. Who dares to say that I am a racist and have the ability to stand in front of him and say it?

General Bertino immediately said: "Paris was determined to expel illegal immigrants and encountered unprecedented obstacles, not only from all walks of life, but also from the army."

Lake was slightly stunned.

Hill, who was sitting next to him, whispered: "Paris is not just a black Paris now, there are also many black people in the army."

Lake suddenly realized: "So, your army has changed directly?"

General Bertino's face looked slightly ugly: "In fact, it's not, but most of the soldiers refused to shoot the traitors who intended to betray humans because of their faith."

"Good guy."

Lake said directly, frowned and said, "So, how much of this most part is, and, too, what is this very tricky tribe? Is it the kind of mine in the ancestors?"

Ms. Peggy Carter shook her head: "It is a very poor tribe called Wakanda. The kind of primitive tribe that the Council has to invest 300 million humanitarian funds every year to provide relief."

Lake: "…"
Chapter completed!