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In the corridor, Star-Lord looked at Bank in confusion and said, "He just came out like this."

Rocket Raccoon looked unhappy at this moment, because his ability to escape from prison was not reflected at all. He bared his teeth and said: "This escape is not pleasant at all."

Gamora on the side seemed even more sure that Bank would be a powerful help in her fight against Ronan and Thanos. She said to Bank: "I have never been with a second person besides Thanos. Look. Such a terrifying aura, what have you ever done to them?"

Bank didn't even look back and said, "It's nothing. I just escaped from prison twice after being caught again."

At this time, Dex the Destroyer on the side intervened: "The second time he penetrated the prison and shot down two Dreadnought-class battleships."

The Martian raccoon's eyes almost popped out of his head as he said, "The Dreadnought-class battleship is the Dreadnought-class battleship that is said to be a city."

Dex looked at Bank and said seriously: "He is the strongest person I have ever seen, stronger than Ronan."

"How does it compare to your dad?" Rocket Raccoon asked Gamora.

Gamora shook her head and did not answer Rocket Raccoon, but asked Bank: "Why are you staying here if you can leave completely?"

Bank did not answer her directly, but glanced sideways at her and said: "There is no such good food outside."

"It's indeed very good. I can prove this." There was still a trace of dragon custard residue at the corner of Star-Lord's mouth, but he still didn't finish his sentence.

Everyone talked casually, and then came to the seized items without encountering any obstruction.

There wasn't even a blocking cat, which was of course a surprise, but Bank frowned, feeling that it wasn't that simple.

Star-Lord quickly found something of his own from the collected items, and the cosmic spirit ball was inside.

"The cosmic spirit ball is still there, let's go." Gamora also picked up her belongings, turned around and walked towards the spaceship in the distance.

"Wait, there's something else that the bastard didn't put back." Star-Lord hurriedly rummaged through his pockets.

"What?" Gamora frowned.

"This." Bank took out the Walkman in his pocket and said to everyone.

Star-Lord looked at the old-fashioned Walkman in Bank's hand, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you for having you."

Bank threw the one he had with him to him, and then walked towards the spaceship without looking back, saying: "The earth has been around for more than ten generations now. It's a miracle that you, an old antique, haven't broken yet."

Star-Lord followed Bank with his Walkman. When he heard these words, he looked at Bank blankly, then turned around and looked at the people around him.

How long has it been since I looked in the mirror? I didn’t even notice this clue.

Star-Lord asked Bank excitedly: "Are you from Earth too?"

Bank looked back at him and said, "Yeah, maybe I have the same nationality as you."

"Is there a very powerful race on Earth?" Gamora looked at the two people and asked.

"Of course not. I'm always the type who can hit ten on Earth." Star-Lord replied, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his face. In this vast universe, he could still bump into a fellow countryman.

That's really worth drinking. But besides being a black-hearted fellow, I'm definitely not a purebred. Maybe he's a bastard. How can any earthling be so strong?

Bank over there did not agree with Star-Lord's words and said to Gamora: "In fact, yes, it is a planet with resilience and racial confidence. Even if your father wants to touch that planet, it will be very difficult." It’s hard not to pay the price in blood.”

Star-Lord said in surprise: "After I left, did the earth undergo collective mutation? Why do I remember that when I was a child, I could hammer three with one hammer?"

Seeing that Bank ignored him, Gamora spoke again: "Are there many strong people like you on earth?"

Bank thought for a moment and said, "Anyway, I'm often pushed to the ground and hammered."

This is the truth. He drove drunk and was beaten up by an ordinary policeman.

But his words shocked everyone present to the extreme, and they directly imagined the earth as a Saiyan, or a Kryptonian, who could disperse the atmosphere even with a sneeze.

Star-Lord was the only one who was messy in the wind.

I've been gone for more than ten years. What kind of global evolution have I missed that I haven't caught up with yet?

Damn Yondu

This made Star-Lord once again hate Yondu for taking him away.

Everyone chatted casually and came to Star-Lord's captured spaceship.

After some debugging by Rocket Raccoon, it was found that the kinetic energy of the spacecraft instruments was intact and that no materials had been added by the Xandarians.

So with Bank's help, there was no disturbance during the process. Everyone took the orange spaceship, cut through the starry sky, and set sail towards the distant sea of ​​stars.

But Bank, who was sitting on the chair, always felt that something was wrong. The Xandarians would let him go so easily.

Star-Lord looked at Bank, who was playing with the cosmic spirit ball casually, as if he was thinking about something, and said: "Can you tell me, what has happened to the earth over the years?"

Bank threw the cosmic spirit ball in his hand, shook his head and said: "Too many important things have happened."

Star-Lord said eagerly: "What about this?"

Bank sighed: "For example, if Marilyn Monroe and Leslie Cheung died, even Michael Jackson could not escape the fate of early death."

Gamora interrupted: "Are they all as strong as you?"

Unlike those people whose ears were standing up, waiting for Bank's answer, Star-Lord had a dark look on his face and said: "It seems that we are really compatriots, we are all Americans, although what you said is very disturbing. Sad, but are there any global changes that I haven’t caught up with?”

Bank thought for a while and said: "More than three hundred Earth days ago, Thanos' army invaded the earth."

"What?" everyone said in surprise.

"In the end, you were the only one who escaped," Rocket Raccoon said in surprise.

Gamora seemed to remember something, she said: "I remember Thanos sent out troops several times, but I never asked about the result, because there was only one result."

"Is the earth destroyed?" Star-Lord asked with difficulty.

"It seems that we are all enemies of Ronan and Thanos, and we are all teammates." This was Dex, the Destroyer, who had a shorter brain circuit than Thor, and he was even a little excited.

But everyone ignored him and just pricked up their ears, waiting for Bank's answer.

Bank shook his head and said: "No, his army was beaten away. To be precise, it was completely destroyed. Not a single soldier escaped."

"What" this is Rocket Raccoon.

"Are you sure?" This is Gamora.

"Earthlings are too scary." This is Dex.

"Alas Engroot." This is the tree man.

After Rocket Raccoon was shocked, he turned around and said seriously: "Do you people on Earth accept interstellar immigrants? I want to get an Earth residence permit."

Star-Lord was silent for a while and said: "Damn Yondu, do I still have citizen information when I go back?"

Bank shrugged and did not answer anyone. Instead, he stared at the front of the starship and said, "I knew it wasn't that simple."

Everyone's expressions froze, and they slowly turned their heads to look at him.

"Fake" After seeing clearly what was ahead, everyone burst into foul language in unison.

Without him, just because in the distant starry sky, densely packed black spots flashed across the starry sky. They were the Xandarian golden battleships.

When everyone reacted, they were already surrounded by the starry sky. Thousands of cannon muzzles suddenly popped up and were pointed straight at them.