Man of Steel in the comic world

"Gamora, her body was surgically modified and trained as a living weapon."

"She is the adopted daughter of Thanos."

"Recently, Thanos loaned her and her sister Nebula to Ronan."

Warden Nova projected Gamora's face on the big screen.

"From this we infer that Thanos and Ronan are working together."

"No. 89P13, it says its name is 'Rocket'."

The image of a rocket was projected on the screen.

"It is the product of illegal genetic research and control theory experiments on lower-level organisms." The warden looked at the rocket.

Rocket spat.

"What is this thing?" the guard asked.

Groot's appearance appeared on the screen.

"They call him 'Groot', he's a humanoid plant that follows 89P13 and is its house plant or thug."

"This is Peter Jason Quill, from Earth."

Quill's face was projected on the screen, with a cynical look on his face, "I'm not giving you the middle finger, you see, I can't control it." Quill's expression was very unbeatable.

"He was raised by a group of mercenaries called the 'Raiders', led by Yondu Wudangta."

"These people are really bastards, but who is this guy?" The guard saw Carl.

"He said his name was Kal-El. He was from Krypton." The warden looked at the tablet in his hand.

"Kryptonian? Krypton, have you heard of it? He looks similar to us, but the identification machine shows that he is dangerous." The warden asked the guard, "Does he have a criminal record? Whose subordinate he is."

"No, no, nothing, no records about him. He came to Xandar with 89P13." The guard replied.

"Keep an eye on him!" said the warden. "I feel that he is very different."

"Send them all to 'Kern'."

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Kern High Security Prison is a cosmic prison built in the asteroid belt. It is filled with extremely vicious cosmic criminals.

"I think most people in the Nova Corps are law-abiding. But these here, they are corrupt and cruel, but these have nothing to do with me. I won't stay here long."

"I have escaped from prison 22 times, and this prison is certainly no exception." Rocket didn't care at all about being sent to prison.

In the passage of the prison, he said to Quill as he walked, "You should be lucky that this bitch came to disrupt the situation, otherwise, Groot, Al, and I would already be counting the bounty."

"And you will have no choice but to be torn into pieces by Yondu and those marauders." Rocket bared his teeth and smiled.

"There have been so many people who have wanted my life over the years. Do you think I would be afraid of a tree and a talking raccoon? As for you," Star-Lord turned to look at Carl, "We will settle the score later!"

"Okay." Carl didn't care about Star-Lord's threat. In fact, he felt that no one in the Marvel Cinematic Universe could threaten him. Thanos with the Infinity Gauntlet might be able to, but the only one who was really worthy of fear was Snap your fingers.

"Wait, what is a raccoon?" Rocket stopped.

"What is a raccoon? It's you, idiot!" Star-Lord mocked.

"My breed is unique in the world." Rocket shook his handcuffs.

"This cosmic spirit ball really has a mysterious and dangerous feeling like a blue suitcase, the Ark of the Covenant, and the Maltese Falcon, (referring to the mysterious treasure that can promote the plot.)" Star-Lord said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm Groot!"

"Then what? What is the Cosmic Spirit Ball?" Star-Lord couldn't figure out what attracted Gamora and Rocket.

"I have nothing to say to an unscrupulous thief." Gamora didn't want to pay attention to Star-Lord.

"A guy who works for a genocidal madman thinks he's very noble," Rocket complained.

"Yes, I know who you are. Anyone who knows who you are will know who you are." Rocket made no secret of his disgust for Gamora.

"Yeah, we know who you are." Star-Lord answered, "Who is she?" Star-Lord turned to ask Groot.

"I'm Groot."

"I know, you said it."

"I think you should listen to what this woman has to say," Carr said. "As for the cosmic spirit ball, I know what it is. You can understand it as an energy source or a weapon."

"Is that so? How much is it worth?" Rocket asked.

"I'm not here to grab the cosmic spirit ball for Ronan," the guard escorting them stopped and began to enter the password to enter the prison.Gamora stopped and said in a low voice, "I want to betray him. I have already agreed to sell it to someone else."

"I'm Groot."

The guard opened the door, and Star-Lord pouted as he walked in, "These words are as pleasant to the ears as the 89 times before, and I never tire of hearing them. What is wrong with this dedication tree?"

"He doesn't speak like you and me, so he only has three words in his vocabulary, 'I', 'is' and 'Groot'. And they can only appear in that order." Rocket said.

"I have to say, that sentence can drive people crazy very quickly."

"I don't think so. Groot speaks the language of the tree people. They always say 'I am Groot,' but different tones can express different meanings. If you understand these, you can communicate with them. " Carl said to Star-Lord.

"Don't say that you have learned the language of the tree people in the past few days." Rocket looked at Karl.

"In fact, I learned it before arriving on Xandar." Karl smiled modestly.

"You are really a monster." Rocket expressed surprise.

"I have never heard of you," Gamora turned to look at Karl, "You are strong and calm, and your eyes are full of wisdom. You should not be an unknown person. Who are you?"

"Kal-El, a lost man." Carl smiled.

"Wow wow wow~" Star-Lord screamed, "Mr. Carl, please stop exuding your charm, I'm afraid I can't help but fall in love with you."

Everyone lined up and passed by the guards' room, "Hey, put that down." Star-Lord saw his tape being held by a guard. "Hey! Listen to me, you big, blue weirdo, put down my headphones, that's mine, my property! That tape and player are mine too!" Star-Lord stepped forward to talk to him. Guard theory.

But he was handcuffed, and the guards used electric batons.

Ouch! ! !

Star-Lord fell to his knees. "The Melancholy Swedes' 1973 song "Hooked on This Feeling", that song only belongs to me!"

Another electric baton.

Another electric baton.

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Star-Lord was stripped down to a pair of shorts, and a powerful water gun washed him completely.

After changing into prison uniforms, everyone was placed into the prison's huge cage.

"Hey, where's your beautiful uniform?" Star-Lord saw Carl also put on prison uniform.

"Here." Karl shook the ring in his hand, "It's just a little bit of nanotechnology. Although they confiscated personal items, I can still hide a ring from their eyes. By the way, where is your handsome jacket? "

"Well, I'll ask those losers to keep it for me, and I'll get it." Star-Lord said not to be outdone.

Entering the living area, there are some alien criminals of all kinds.All skin colors, weird shapes.

A clang!A can hit Star-Lord on the head.

"You are the first! The first!"

"murderer!"

"You will be the first to suffer! Gamora, you are dead!"

"You scum!"

The criminals roared and yelled, throwing all kinds of debris at Gamora.

Gamora's face was gloomy and she didn't have an attack.

"Let me just say, she's got a reputation," Rocket said, "and a lot of crime has resulted in the loss of family members because of Ronan and his guys."

Rocket looked at Gamora. "She can only survive one day at most."

"The guards will protect her, right?" Star-Lord asked.

"They will only prevent us from escaping. They don't care what we do in there." Rocket knows this very well.

"No matter what nightmares there are in the future, they will all be sweet dreams compared to the past." Gamora didn't care.

Karl couldn't help but take a high look at this experienced woman. "You are strong."

"Thank you."

"Come and see this little piece of meat," a big blue-skinned man stood in front of Star-Lord, "I'm going to smear cheese sauce all over your ass, and then fuck you hard."

"Do I look the best to bully?" Star-Lord turned to ask everyone.

Groot stretched out the branch on his arm, poked it into the big blue man's nostril, and lifted him up effortlessly.

"Let me make it clear first," Rocket pointed at Star-Lord, "This guy is our trophy. If you want to touch him, you have to deal with us first. To be more precise, we will deal with you!"

The big blue-skinned man wailed and was thrown out by Groot.

Karl took an iron rod from a criminal, easily broke it into two pieces, and handed it back.

Then walk with Rocket to the depths of the living area.

"I'm with them." Star-Lord quickly followed.

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Gamora is surrounded by criminals.

"No cell can protect you forever!" the criminals roared at her.But no one dared to rush forward first.

Gamora ignored them and walked straight to her room.

The electronic door was slowly replaced.The criminals were lying on the door constantly threatening and intimidating.

"You are dead!"

In the distance, a sturdy bald man sat quietly at the table in the public area. His eyes were always on Gamora, and he didn't know what he was thinking.