Man of Steel in the comic world

"Don't call me 'Dictionary'!" Drax glared at Star-Lord.

"This is just a metaphor, man." Star-Lord felt like he was going to be defeated by Drax, this man was too serious.

"People like them only understand the literal meaning, metaphors will only make them confused." Rocket's claws were crackling on the console.

"Who is scratching his head." Drax seized on the word "mind." "I react very quickly and I can touch it in one go."

"I'm going to die with the most idiotic idiot in the galaxy." Gamora muttered to herself.

The guards kept pouring in, and they were shooting desperately at the glass of the control tower cabin.

The heavy weapons team also arrived, and their large-caliber weapons could break through the bulletproof glass of the cabin.

"Leave it to me." Karl opened the hatch and walked out.

"Are you coming out to surrender?" the guard shouted to Karl.

Karl floated above the guards and ripped off his tattered prison uniform.When faced with the firepower of drones and guards just now, the prison uniforms had already been beaten to tatters.

"Before we do anything," Carl looked around. "Does anyone still want to go out?"

"Fire!" the guard commander yelled.

Karl opened his arms and slammed his hands together in front of him.

Peng. . .

It was like two powerful colliders colliding.

A huge shock wave erupted, and everyone on the ground was knocked away.

"Do you regret it now?"

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"Mouse, what's your plan?" Gamora urged Rocket.

"Wait patiently!"

"I recognize this kind of animal," Drax looked at the rocket carefully. "When we were young, we often roasted them over the fire. Their meat is so good." Drax smashed his mouth, as if he was reminiscing about that smell.

"Shut up!" Rocket finally finished tinkering with what he had on hand. "Just watch!" Rocket connected the last threads.

In the prison's living area, everyone lost gravity and their bodies floated uncontrollably.

"You turned off the artificial gravity except here." Gamora laughed and glanced at the rocket with admiration.

The rocket opened the control gate, and the cabin separated from the control tower and floated.Then, the rocket hacked into the systems of six drones and gathered them at the bottom of the cabin to serve as the power system.

"Carl!" Rocket shouted into the microphone. "Come on, let's go!"

The hatch opened and Carl flew in.

The cabin was fully powered and rushed towards the passage of the prison.

"I told you I had a plan." Rocket glanced at Star-Lord proudly.

"Good job, Rocket." Carl walked over shirtless.

The cabin rushed out of the guarded level and hit the last mechanical door and stopped.

Karl exerted a little force on his arm and opened the electronic door of the cabin, and everyone got out one after another.

"We have to get our things back." Star-Lord said, "The cosmic spirit ball is still in my bag." As he said that, Star-Lord ran to the port where the prison's spaceship was parked.Through the glass window, he pointed at a spaceship and shouted: "That's my spaceship, the Milan, orange and blue, parked in that corner!"

"Where's my spaceship?" Rocket lay on the glass and looked around. "I'm so stupid, I'm about to get 40 billion, why do I still need that rag!"

Everyone took out the boxes where they kept their belongings, and Star-Lord quickly pulled out his belongings.The player is not inside.

Gamora saw the cosmic spirit ball in the bag. "What are you still dawdling about? Let's go!"

"Wait a moment."

"what?"

"That bastard didn't put it back! My tape." Star-Lord said, giving Gamora his bag. "Take it to the spaceship, I'll be there soon."

"Drive the Milan and wait for me nearby." Star-Lord said and ran towards the guard room.

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"How will he join us?" In the Milan, Rocket asked Gamora without seeing Star-Lord.

"He wouldn't tell me," Gamora said.

"Then don't wait for him. I won't wait for that human being." Rocket turned around and prepared to move the spacecraft, "Is the cosmic spirit ball here?"

"In the bag."

"Then let's go!" Rocket gave up on Star-Lord without hesitation.

"No, the cosmic spirit ball is not in the bag." Karl said.

"Did you use X-ray?" The bag was placed on Gamora's lap, and she looked a little unhappy.

"I guessed it." Carl replied, "Quell will not give us the spirit ball without any worries."

Gamora opened her backpack and found that the spirit ball was not inside.

"shit!"

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Inside the guard room.

The guard wearing the headphones who took Quill's tape didn't know what was going on outside.He was immersed in the wonderful music.

"Zombie!" Star-Lord punched him.

"If we don't leave here right away, we will be blown to pieces." Rocket said anxiously.

"No! We can't leave without getting the cosmic spirit ball." Gamora retorted.

Drax looked out the window, "Look!"

Star-Lord is back.

"You're so energetic!" Drax praised Star-Lord as soon as he entered the spacecraft. "He will be our new force against Ronan!"

"Comrade, what are you going to get?" Drax asked curiously.

Star-Lord handed him a cassette tape.

Drax: "You are such a fool..."

The spaceship quickly left the prison.

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in the cabin.

The Rockets are working hard on their black technology.

Karl looked in the mirror and shaved off his thick beard.

"I can't tell, but you are quite handsome." Gamora leaned on the wall.

Carl turned his head and looked at Gamora with his dark blue eyes, which made Gamora feel dazed for a moment.

"Hey! Brother, why aren't you wearing a coat?" Star-Lord came over, "Where's your uniform? Why aren't you wearing it?" Star-Lord saw that Carl was still shirtless.

Carl's body is strong and beautiful, and his thick chest hair is full of male hormones.

Drax, who was piloting the spaceship, turned around and said, "No, no, no, he is not called 'buddy', people like him are called 'men', and people like you are called 'buddy'."

"Look at him, the muscles all over his body are as hard as steel, and his movements are full of strength. When I look at him, it's like I'm looking at a sun exuding scorching heat." Drax admired Karl very much. "If my daughter were alive, she would be perfect for you."

"She will definitely be like her mother in the future, with a strong waist and plump hips, and can give birth to strong children for you." Drax's tone was full of regret.

"Uh...Thank you for your kindness, I'm sorry." The corner of Karl's mouth twitched.

"Quil, can you lend me a jacket?" Carl patted Star-Lord on the shoulder, "My uniform is too conspicuous, I don't want to be so ostentatious."

Yes, the limelight has taken away from you.Quill thought. "Of course, I also work out. My clothes must be suitable for you." Quil found a pair of clothes for Karl.

"Really? Quill." Rocket stopped fiddling with the parts on his phone. "Look at your belly, you're just one bowl away from being obese."

The Rockets love to laugh at Quayle.

Star-Lord lowered his head and saw the scattered parts in Rocket's hand: "Hey! You bastard little raccoon, where did you dismantle these parts? You can't dismantle my spaceship without asking."

Quill said, reaching for the parts. "what are these?"

"Don't touch it," Rocket warned.

"Those are bombs." Karl changed his clothes and walked out of the room. "The rockets are right, you better not touch them, they are enough to blow up a satellite."

"Bomb?" Star-Lord was surprised. "You still leave it lying around?"

"This is used to deal with taboos," Rocket grinned, "You can use it to masturbate."