Comics: Superman?Lao Tzu, a native of the motherland

113 The Plan Has Changed
It must be said that Geno's words were like a sharp thorn poking straight into Namor's lungs, making the man look horribly ugly.

The scene Geno mentioned subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Then, the more you think about it, the more angry you become.

Namor even blamed the group of immortal elders for setting him up for provoking Geno and then being violently beaten.

If they hadn't come to the bedroom to berate him, he wouldn't have found Geno and was almost beaten to death.

Geno spoke again, and said in a faint tone:
"Think about it, Namor, you think of yourself as an Atlantean, but they never think of you as an Atlantean."

This sentence was like the straw that broke the camel's back, completely breaking Namor's psychological defenses.

If he was indeed a king beloved by his people, then perhaps he would not betray his country in exchange for help from the people on land.

But the problem is that the people of Atlantis discriminate against him, and they discriminate against him, a mixed race with brown and black skin.

So, why should he sacrifice his life for these bastards and let those damn elders enjoy the benefits?

So, at this moment, Namor lowered his head, and his wet golden hair covered both sides of his cheeks. After a moment of silence, Namor clenched his other relatively healthy fist. The man was dumb and did not dare to look directly. Jeno said, "How are you going to help me?"

Although his little brother has been broken, as long as he is still the king, he will always let the undersea scientists come up with ways to restore his injuries.

After that, he hid behind the scenes and took revenge on the damn Geno Wilson!
Seeing that Namor had finally come to his senses, Geno smiled happily, noting that it was not in vain for him to talk to this idiot so much.

"It's very simple." Geno clasped Namor's shoulders with both hands and pulled Namor up kindly, as if he was not the one who beat Namor violently before.

Geno stared at Namor with a half-smile, his malicious voice had already heard Namor's revenge plan, but Geno still acted like a normal person and said his plan with a smile: "I will use the power of the United States to arrange a fight for you. A beheading operation targeting the elders of the underwater people."

This plan has a high probability of success. After all, Namor is the king of the undersea people. He knows the location of Atlantis and the activity habits of the elders.

As long as you grasp the opportunities and rules, you will always succeed.

"However, my team members cannot breathe under the sea." Geno patted Namor on the shoulder and said, "I believe you underwater people must have equipment that can maintain land people breathing under the sea, right?"

Hearing Jeno's words, the man struggled to open his bruised eyelids, revealing a pair of small eyes with cold light. He said in a cold tone: "Of course, I know a military base of the underwater people nearby. There are many powerful weapons and equipment there." .”

Now Namor has figured it out. He wants revenge and revenge on those damn elders.

People who deal with their own people are the most ruthless, and this applies to Namor as well.

So, in the next 30 minutes, Namor told everyone in detail the location of Atlantis and the elders who gathered in the council hall for meetings every day.

Geno motioned Natasha to record the information Namor told in detail, while summarizing: "To put it simply, we only need a submarine and a few devices that can maintain breathing underwater to perform a decapitation operation."

Everyone nodded after hearing this. If the problem of underwater breathing can be solved, then the people under the sea will not be afraid at all.

"Okay, Victor, Logan, take King Namor down to rest." Geno glanced at the two saber-toothed tigers and winked at them.

The two brothers grinned, picked up Namor one on the left and the other on the right, and left the conference room.

After the two saber-toothed tigers carried Namor away, Steve was the first to ask: "Jeno, that Namor guy may hold a grudge against you. If you let him take back power, he will inevitably not retaliate against the land."

Steve's words are not unreasonable. Namor is like Schrödinger's cat at this moment. No one knows whether he will retaliate if he becomes king again.

"Don't worry, Steve, I've thought of everything you can think of."

Geno chuckled. He originally planned to help Namor return to the throne, but deep down in his heart, this guy was thinking about how to retaliate, so he had no choice but to give up this plan.

"What do you mean?" Steve's face condensed, and he seemed to understand.

In Steve's eyes, Geno has always been a thoughtful person. Steve couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that Geno had a plan in his heart. "Just wait, the show will start soon." Geno didn't explain much to Steve.

He had already obtained detailed information about the people under the sea from Namor. He turned to Peggy and Natasha and ordered: "You go contact the Navy and ask them to prepare a submarine."

Naturally, the submarine was prepared to attack the nearest submarine camp.

The two women nodded, stood up, pushed the door open and left the conference room.

After the two girls left, Geno focused his attention on the map on the table again and said to Steve without looking back: "Go get a camera."

Steve was confused: "What are you looking for a camera for?"

At this time, Natasha also opened the door and returned. She looked at Geno and said, "Boss, we have made contact with the Nile Naval Base in New York, which is closest to us."

"Okay, let's go." Geno just motioned for Steve to do so, and then he took Natasha out of the conference room.

After meeting Peggy in the lobby on the first floor, Geno used the magic floating cloak and the three of them quickly rushed to the Nile Naval Base, which is the closest to New York.

This naval base is located next to the New York Harbor and occupies a huge area. Many navy soldiers are scattered lazily in every corner of the base.

"Whoosh!"

An afterimage suddenly hit the naval command room.

The afterimage penetrated the ceiling and kicked up large amounts of dust.

The commander of this base felt that his eyes were filled with dust. He quickly put down the hand-cranked phone. Before he understood what happened, he saw a stalwart figure leading two women out of the dust.

Geno patted the dust on the vibranium armor and looked at the naval captain with a smile.

"Hello, soldier."

"Ancestor, a citizen of the motherland!"

The naval captain named Rambo looked at Geno's sudden appearance in shock, and then turned to look at the phone on the table.

He just hung up the phone with Geno's liaison officer, and the next second the other party appeared here, which was too fast.

Colonel Rambo looked at Geno with reverence. He finally understood why so many people in the army admired Geno.

This god-like power is enough to make people unable to help but worship.

Just the sense of security exuded by the other person standing here is extremely reassuring.

"Colonel, don't say compliments." Geno walked towards the middle-aged man with a smile, patted his shoulder and said, "Where is my submarine?"

The colonel took a deep breath to calm down, nodded quickly and said, "Please follow me."

The colonel led Geno and the others out of the conference room. At this moment, many curious soldiers also saw Geno and his group.

"It's a native of the motherland!"

This group of top soldiers showed enthusiasm, and many of them even wanted to go up and ask for an autograph. Unfortunately, the majestic colonel stood with the people of the motherland, and they did not dare to act rashly.

The colonel led Geno to a dock port, and parked not far from the port was a huge, pitch-black submarine.

(End of this chapter)