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"You know? I have escaped from prison 22 times, and this is just a piece of cake." The little raccoon said proudly.

"I'm not interested in this, I just want to know why you did it on Qaidar." Wesley asked.

"Isn't it easy to think about it? Even if the mission fails, the two of you are still in my sight. I am determined to win the reward issued by the saboteur." The little raccoon bared his teeth.

"I see. I really didn't expect the civilized planet in the universe to be such an idiot in terms of law. And Peter Quill, your nickname really sucks. I'm the real Lord of God's Domain."

"Okay, Wesley, even if you're really here, it's of no use at all, isn't it?" Peter Quill said indifferently.

A group of people were led forward, but when they passed by the item storage room, Peter Quill saw someone listening to his Walkman, he rushed in furiously, and was cleaned up severely in the end .

The most unbearable thing for Wesley was that the disinfection measures in the prison turned out to be a kind of red liquid. After being rinsed, the skin turned red. He took out clean water in the locker room and washed himself again before putting it on. Prisoner's yellow uniform.

Then Peter Quill and the little raccoon walked in. Wesley saw the metal foreign objects on the back of the little raccoon, which were embedded in the body. They were caused by experiments. Wesley reached out and touched it.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" The little raccoon roared angrily, as if he wanted to go up and bite Wesley.

"It's a crime, maybe I can help you remove them." Wesley said gently.

"No, I'll be paralyzed if I take them off." The little raccoon was listless.

"Not necessarily, my methods are beyond your comprehension. After leaving here, I will remove them for you to make your fur more shiny. How about it?" Wesley looked at the little raccoon with a smile, this little guy In fact, it is very cute, but the experience is too tragic, the name is actually a number, and the rocket is taken by itself.

"You want me to take you away, and then give up on your capture?" The little raccoon's big eyes rolled.

"No, you will see when you leave. The reason why I came here is to avoid direct conflict with Qaidar. At the same time, I also want to organize you guys to become a space team on Earth. I also need to destroy The manufacturing method of the spaceship or the collection of the molecular structure of the elements in the universe, the more types the better.”

"You really have too many requests?" The little raccoon's big eyes rolled again.

Peter Quill interjected and asked, "Can you really take us away? How many of your Earth weapons are left?"

"You're carrying a weapon, why didn't I see it, the Qaidar star's technology is impossible to miss, and you can see it at a glance now." The little raccoon looked at Wesley in surprise.

"You will know when the time comes, but let's think about how to fly in the universe. You are an expert. As for force, there is no problem at all. Aren't the prison guards here all bastards? I don't have any mentality to kill them at that time burden."

Then a group of people officially entered the prison, but something flew over in an instant, Wesley turned his head to hide, and then looked around.

"I'll look for it first, Gamora, you're dead."

"No, I will find you first, and I will cut your throat."

... There was a lot of noise, and many people around were shouting there. They were crazy and angry. Wesley looked back at Gamora in surprise.

"She has a great reputation. Most of the prisoners here, their families were killed by Ronan. She can last at most one day." The little raccoon said.

Peter Quill asked with pity: "The prison guards here will protect her, right?"

"No, they're just preventing us from escaping. They don't care about things inside, and they like to have fun."

"No matter how miserable it is, it will never compare to what I have experienced in the past." Gamora was strong, even though she was afraid, but she still said so, and Wesley admired her a little.

At this moment, a big man came over, his huge body looked very bloated, and his appearance was completely different from that of a human being. Wesley knew this story, but this stupid guy actually came in front of Wesley.

"There are new products here, and I'll cover your whole body with jam." The other party stretched out a huge palm and wanted to put it on Wesley's face, but he obviously chose the wrong object.

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, and without waiting for his palm to touch here, Wesley kicked the other party's belly directly. The sound of "bang" was a little silent, but the impact was huge. The huge alien was kicked It flew out, bumped into countless prisoners along the way, and finally smashed hard on the guardrail of the prison. Peter Quill and others looked at Wesley in surprise.

Wesley withdrew his legs, then looked around the prison, and said, "Listen up, everyone, don't try to provoke us, or you will end up the same as this idiot, or you can come up and try, I don't Mind playing some boring time."

Shocking, it is natural to take advantage of someone who comes to your door, and Wesley didn't show mercy at all. This idiot's words are really disgusting, and it's just right to stand there. Wesley couldn't help but use all his strength. As for life and death He doesn't care.

No one answered, Wesley turned and walked forward, choosing a single cell for himself, he would not be crowded with other people, and the smell here is not very good.

The people who wanted to come up to vent their anger on Gamora hesitated. They came in together, and they didn't know whether Wesley was covering Gamora.

"Let's choose a cell together, find a single room and clear people out," Wesley said.

"I have no problem, but will this beautiful lady agree?" Peter Quill looked at Gamora.

"Hey, you really don't know how to live and die. Does such a woman have any ideas?" The little raccoon looked down on Peter.

The tree man said, "I'm Groot."

Gamora looked at Wesley and asked, "Why did you help me? You could have made it clear just now."

"Don't worry, I don't have the slightest interest in green-skinned women, but you seem to know a lot about Ronan, tell me how you found us, why you need this exquisite ball, and some other things Question." What Wesley wants to know is actually Thanos. As Thanos' adopted daughter, Gamora undoubtedly knows more about it. Wesley doesn't know anything about Thanos' strength. This is what worries him the most. The problem.