Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 271 Phone
In the dark universe, all kinds of stars exude their own unique beauty, bringing a variety of gorgeous colors to this icy universe, and bringing a little spiritual comfort to people in this icy environment.

A dilapidated spaceship flew across the universe quickly, and finally stopped after the last space jump.

"Hahaha!"

Rocket smiled happily and said loudly: "Those idiots have finally been dumped!"

When their spaceship started and just left the airport, the Kree fighters quickly rushed over, but the rocket driving their own spaceship rushed out with their own skilled technology, and then got rid of the encirclement at the fastest speed .

Rocket switched to autopilot, twisted his body, and after the bones of his body made a series of rattling sounds, Rocket let out a comfortable breath, stood on the seat, and laughed loudly: "What idiot Rogge, the expression must be Very wonderful!"

"Do you think we are settled?"

"Ha! Stupid!"

The rocket danced happily, and Groot looked at the rocket dotingly, and white flowers bloomed one after another on the top of his head.

When Mars breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "Rocket, how long will it take to get from here to Earth?"

"Earth?" Rocket was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I'll check it out!"

As he said that, Rocket lay down in front of the operating table, tick-tocked, and checked. After a few seconds, Rocket asked suspiciously: "Why are you going to such a remote place? We are far away from there, so it may take a week."

"One week?" Mars frowned and said, "Can you go faster?"

"This is already the fastest speed, because if we want to go, we have to go through several supplies." Looking sideways at Mars, the Rocket asked seemingly unintentionally: "What are you doing there, remote, backward, nothing Let's go."

Mars said lightly: "That is my hometown."

"What!" Rocket exclaimed, and said, "You're not kidding, are you? Your hometown? How did you come here?"

Mars leaned back on the back of the chair that had been tilted down, raised his legs to rest on the side of Groot, and said slowly: "This is a wonderful story."

"Tell me?" Rocket was a little curious.

Mars pressed his stomach and said, "Let's eat something first, and the story will be told later."

Rocket waved his hand.

After three seconds of silence, Rocket rolled his eyes and said, "Eat first, then cook yourself!"

Mars twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You are joking, I am a guest!"

"Whoever treats you as a guest!" Rocket muttered, stretched out his hand, and said, "Over there is the kitchen, if you want to cook, you can go by yourself, anyway, I can eat some bark or something to fill my stomach!"

Saying that, Rocket bared his teeth at Groot.

But Groot offered his arm stupidly.

"Bah, bah!" Rocket slapped it away violently, and said, "You elm head!"

"My Groot!"

I was originally wood.

Rocket rolled his eyes in choking, looked at Mars and said, "Please be a good person, don't put your hopes on me, this animal and this tree man!"

"I'm Groot!" Groot said in agreement.

Mars spread his hands, walked into the kitchen helplessly, and said, "Okay, okay, I hope you don't swallow your tongues for a while!"

"Ha!" Rocket turned his head, expressing disdain, Groot followed suit.

Half an hour later, Rocket and Groot were very happy to eat.

Rocket can still understand, after all, he is an animal, but Groot...

Doesn't this guy need sunshine and water?
Mars secretly complained.

After filling his stomach, Mars told the story here under the urging of the rocket, and embarked on a journey back to Earth.

……

Meanwhile, on Earth.

Men with two hair colors, one blonde and one black, walked through the street, passed the crowd, and came to the current Avengers Building.

Looking up at the building in front of him, a look of nostalgia flashed in the eyes of the blond man, and he said, "No matter how many times you look at it, this building is still so ugly!"

The black man was as silent as ever.

The blond man didn't care, but put on the hood behind him and said, "Let's go, if I remember correctly, his previous home was in an old house in Brooklyn."

Although that person should be in the Avengers Tower now, he doesn't intend to enter the Avengers Tower.

Now is not the time to go in, it will reveal its flaws.

The other party's home would be the best starting point for his plan. He came to the Avengers Building to have a look, just to make sure his memory was correct. After all, there were two worlds.

The taxi stopped, the two got off, avoided all the surveillance cameras, and walked through the familiar but unfamiliar streets. The blond man felt a little turbulent in his heart, walked to the familiar door, and habitually took out a The key, after opening the door, carefully put it back.

Looking at the familiar scenes in the room, the blond man took a deep breath and said, "A smell of decay!"

But immediately afterwards, he was still very satisfied and lay down on the "squeaky" lazy chair.

Everything here was arranged by S.H.I.E.L.D., in order to prevent that person from feeling distant from the new world. After all, the other party is an old man who has been sleeping for 70 years.

Old people are always very nostalgic.

The black-haired man silently retreated into the familiar darkness, like a lifeless and breathing statue.

The blond man glanced at him, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth. He was not surprised by the action of the black-haired man at all, and said with inexplicable thought: "In a while, you will be able to see the person in your memory, you should Be happy."

No answer, still only silence.

The blond man tapped his forehead, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "The time is just right."

As he spoke, he grabbed the phone on the side, pressed a series of numbers without any hesitation, and made a call.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Without any fancy bells ringing, Steve, who was sweating in the huge empty gymnasium in the Revenge Building, heard his own phone ringing.

After a pause, the doubts on his body said: "Is there any task?"

He grabbed the towel beside him, wiped the sweat from his head, walked to his mobile phone, looked at the number, but suddenly shrank his eyes.

This number was so familiar to him that he couldn't be more familiar with it. It was the phone number of the home after he woke up.

who is it?

Steve pressed the answer button with a serious face.

There was no sound on the phone, only a slight breathing sound.

After a few seconds, Steve, who hadn't heard anything, said slowly, "Who?"

"And one last dance!"

(End of this chapter)