"Star-Lord, you idiot, you damn near killed us all, your head is full of #!%@, the more I think about it, the angrier I get!"
While adding strong liquor to his coffee, Rocket complained with his pointed mouth, spitting out various fragrant words, his breath was very fresh.
"I am the captain, and I am the only one who can make the decision. If you are not convinced, we will fight!"
Star-Lord, who was being scolded, tugged on the collar of his jacket and assumed a breakdancing stance, or a 'snake move', but he suddenly remembered something and turned his head to the side:
"Also, Rocket, you are dead. All I can think about is Gamora, but you actually said she is #!%@."
The so-called #!%@ is a kind of alien maggot that lives on the excrement of other animals. Most creatures in the universe cannot pronounce their names accurately because there is no such thing in English as a tongue that rotates in the mouth.
And the way of pronouncing sucking.
Their pronunciation was not standard, so others probably didn't understand them.
"I'm Groot."
The tree people and several people present, who were not too concerned about the excitement, all cast their eyes on the green-skinned female assassin's face to see what her expression was.
But Gamora didn't react at all. Star-Lord confessed his love to her every three days. She had long been numb. Not only was her heart as calm as water, but she even wanted to laugh a little. She just rubbed the small plastic bag filled with powdered sugar with her hands.
bag, rolled on the table.
"oh."
She just said a modal word, and there was no response. Instead, Nebula beside her made a louder sound while holding a coffee cup. This semi-mechanical life form was trying to live a human life. It started by drinking coffee.
.
Rocket has a very bad temper and is very irritable. He jumped on the table on the spot
First there was a moonwalk, then it quickly spun on the spot, and then it was followed by windmill movements, knee turns, head turns, and finally ended with 'freeze'.
After dancing, he folded his hands around his chest, looked at Star-Lord provocatively with his small red eyes, and even twitched his pointed chin.
Within the Guardians of the Galaxy, whoever dances well has the right to speak. It’s so dark and cruel.
The captain's authority could be tolerated. Of course he couldn't bear it. Peter Quill pushed Yondu beside him and motioned for him to get out of the booth and go to a spacious place where he could show off his amazing dancing skills.
But then the bell at the door of the coffee shop rang, and an old man entered the shop and his body changed rapidly, revealing his true appearance.
The death knell is coming, he comes with a smile, he comes in with auspicious clouds on his feet!
In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. The special effects were created by Star-Lord. Because his mission has been completed and Deathstroke is here to pay the reward, his figure looks particularly majestic and tall.
In fact, Su Ming just entered the store normally and raised his hand to greet everyone:
"Hey, everyone, are you dancing?"
This is naturally not the first time Su Ming has seen them dance. The adjutant has been monitoring this group of people. Don't forget who gave Star-Lord's ship to him.
But every time he saw this kind of scene, he would wonder if he had gone too far with Star-Lord back then? This man seemed to have turned into a dancing machine!
Even the Guardians of the Galaxy were led astray. Even though Gamora seemed too lazy to pay attention to Star-Lord, in fact she also mastered a lot of alien dance skills. After all, assassins are agile warriors without armor and their bodies are very flexible.
It's sitting there.
There is also Nebula. Although she joined the team very late, she has a unique advantage in mechanical dance.
The only thing missing is probably Yondu. He's getting older and can't do violent actions. He can only whistle to make the soundtrack. What kind of B wave can he learn x
"Please take a seat, old captain." Star-Lord stopped arguing with Rocket, and instead asked everyone to squeeze in to make room for Deathstroke and Loki: "The things you told me before are done. It's like...
As you expected, the Hala star exploded, and the supreme intelligence killed itself."
"The big head spurted out a lot of green water, just like when I have diarrhea, haha."
Drax still looked shirtless. He smiled innocently and described the explosion scene.
"The planet explosion almost killed us all. It was so scary."
The clearly strong but timid Mantis girl shrank, and the two tentacles on her head drooped, obviously she hadn't recovered yet.
"Two cups of Americano!" Su Ming did not join them in the squeeze, but sat at another table across the aisle, shouted at the bar to place an order, then looked at Star-Lord and said: "I expected it, tell me
Tell me the details."
The details are actually very simple. Deathstroke asked them to investigate the current situation of Hala and see if they could collect some technological information before it disintegrated, so the Guardians of the Galaxy left the galaxy.
He successfully infiltrated Hala, but due to poor preparations, the cheap-handed Star-Lord accidentally destroyed Gamora's disguise equipment, allowing her to reveal her prototype in full view of the public.
It was immediately reported that the Kree were allergic to green skin, and they suspected that they were Skrull spies when they saw green aliens.
The entire Kree society is a military system, and the reaction speed is incredibly fast. Although the group resisted vigorously, they were eventually caught and imprisoned.
If the supreme wisdom hadn't focused on the issue of diversity and integration, this team of people would have been shot.
The critical moment still depends on the little raccoon. As a technological expert, he successfully cracked the Kree prison system, led everyone to escape, and also grabbed something from under the nose of the Supreme Intelligence.
The big green head also wants to take advantage of this opportunity of diversity integration to create a crisis to allow the Kree to realize racial evolution. After all, according to its calculations, if the Kree people cannot find the direction of evolution, then they will inevitably be in a very short time.
Extinct within time.
It became anxious and took risks, increasing the output power of the planet's total energy, trying to temporarily break away from the level of the single universe, go to the multi-dimensional level to "blow the wind" and breathe some high-energy air.
Unfortunately, it didn't have the same ability as Heaven Reed on Earth X, and it exploded when it tried to let the planet break through the dimensional barrier.
The Kree home planet exploded, and 99% of the residents living on it died. The survivors were basically smart and escaped before the incident happened.
It's probably this story. Star-Lord didn't go to school much, and his story-telling skills were like a running account, but it was probably explained clearly.
After talking about a lot of things, he mysteriously took out a box from under the table and placed it on the table next to the death knell:
"This is the technological information you want. We can't understand what it is, but my intuition tells me it should be very powerful."
With two snaps, the buckle on the box was opened, and a black box similar to a computer hard drive was revealed. Star-Lord had played with computers when he was a child, so he thought it should be a data storage medium.
But Deathstroke reached out and touched the square, and the small strangulating tentacles also reached in to check. Then both Ren Ren and Bean Sprout shook their heads:
"The Kree information is stored in the brain of the supreme intelligence, and this is obviously not its brain tissue, so"
"So we got the wrong thing? It's all your fault, you damn raccoon." Star-Lord immediately threw the pot on Rocket and picked himself clean: "I don't think this thing is what Deathstroke wants. You have to say
It's high tech and we ended up picking up an alien brick."
"You are such a retard, is that my fault? We all made the decision together, and you blame me?! Come and fight!"
Rocket, who is not a raccoon, once again started to dance, and he wanted to use his flexible dance steps to leave Star-Lord speechless!
"Don't worry, don't jump yet. I haven't finished speaking yet. Although this is not the Kree's data storage." Deathstroke closed the box, waved his hand to stop the 'man-bear head-breaking', and added: "But this should be the supreme wisdom.
The Skrull technology information was seized, so you are cheating, and I will honor the reward you promised."