Marvel's Monster Hunter World

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Capital Square, flyover.

Compared with the land of nothingness, although there is less wild beauty here, everything is full of peace and it feels like a small paradise, and everything reveals beauty.

When Watson and Nova Supreme completed the diplomatic handover under the recording device and signed the alliance agreement, the officials of the Nova Empire were countless times more polite to Watson.

Because the maintenance of Ba Jin's spaceship had not yet been completed, Watson proposed to go out for a walk and refused the request to be escorted.

Watson was holding a four-ball ice cream in his hand, wearing a newly bought light gray sweater, and walking leisurely.

People around him looked at him from time to time, not knowing whether it was because he was so handsome or because he saw his face through some channel.

“Chiliu~lick—[]~(￣▽￣)??It’s so cool~”

"This beautiful environment, this greenery, the moderate temperature weather and cool breeze, as well as all kinds of beauties~ It deserves to be the capital of the Nova Empire."

When Watson removed the Dragon King's 'majesty' and 'tallness', he immediately highlighted his perfect figure and handsome face. From the pink sisters who kept glancing at her from the side, she knew that he was very popular.

"It's a pity that I have someone in my heart, and you're not pretty enough either~"

Watson said and walked towards one of the 'bunkers'.

Oh, by the way, the biggest difference between the city here and the earth is that these stores are basically built on top of the overpass. Each one is like a small semicircular fortress, with a beautiful appearance and a unique cave inside.

"Huh?" Watson, who was about to walk through the door, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the other side of the overpass.

A figure in red clothes walked into a store somewhere.

"Could this figure be him... It's not such a coincidence, Chi Liu-lick~" Watson stuck out his tongue and licked a mouthful of ice cream, then turned and walked towards the store.

It's better to go and make sure.

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The semicircular ‘shop’ on the side of the overpass.

This place looks like an antique store, with various knick-knacks placed in the surrounding display cabinets. Occasionally a few have a faint energy response, but most of them are like decorations.

In front of the counter at the end of the store, a man wearing a gray-white suit and windbreaker, with only four strands of black hair on his head and a tuft of beard on his chin, looked like a little old man who loved to adjust clocks, adjusting his own items.

"Click-bang~"

Suddenly, the sound of the automatic door opening made him raise his head, but when he saw the person for the first time, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Mr. Quayle."

"Hi~ Intermediary." Quil walked up to the little old man with a playful smile and took out a silver hollow-patterned ball from his bag.

"Cosmic Spirit Ball, follow your instructions~"

The intermediary frowned as he looked at the spirit ball slapped on the table by Quill. How could this thing be in his hand? Yondu should be the one who took over the task from him.

"Where's Yondu?"

Seeing the intermediary's questioning eyes, Quill didn't blush or breath. Looking at his ridiculous upturned eyebrows, he started to lie seriously: "He can't come, and he asked me to send his greetings on his behalf."

"He asked me to tell you...your eyebrows today are the most beautiful today, hahaha!"

Seeing that Quill suddenly became unruly, the intermediary withdrew his doubts without any surprise.

Quill, an earthling, has always had this kind of virtue. I really don’t know how he survived Yondu’s hands until now.

The intermediary was thinking about it while giving Quill his remuneration. This was his professional ethics. No matter how much he disliked the target, he just had to complete the intermediary transaction.

He was taking money, but Quill couldn't resist his curiosity. He leaned his face closer and asked softly: "What is this thing?"

"Mr. Quill~ My principle is never to talk about customers' news or their needs. This is professional ethics."

"But I almost died for this gadget."

The intermediary did not waver in the slightest: "I believe this is an inevitable professional risk for you Mr. Quayle."

"Oh, some fake Ronan with a mechanical head is working hard."

"Ronan?!" The intermediary suddenly stiffened when he heard the name, and his whole body looked as pale as if he heard that a relative had been in a car accident.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Quill..." The intermediary walked out of the counter without saying a word, picked up the cosmic spirit ball on the table and forced it to Quill, and began to push it vigorously: "I'm really sorry, but if it involves Luo Nan, I don’t want to touch this deal anymore!”

"Oh wow wow wow! Stop! What do you mean?!" Quill looked at the intermediary who looked mournful, as if he was being hunted and was very puzzled: "Who is Ronan?"

The intermediary shook his head and said in a very urgent tone: "Ronan is a fanatical lunatic of the Kree Empire. He is extremely dissatisfied with the peace agreement. If he does not destroy Xandar civilization and my civilization, he will not give up! "

"Please don't do this..."

"I really can't afford to offend this person!"

"Huh? Then you can afford to offend me?!"

The flustered intermediary did not answer him, but directly opened the door with a wave of his hand and pushed Quill out.

"Goodbye Mr. Quill!"

With a "bang" sound, the door closed and was locked from the inside.

"Hey! We agreed, buddy!" Quill shouted angrily as he looked at the closed door, but no one paid any attention to him.

Just when Quill was feeling tense, a slender green woman caught his eye.

I don’t know what Quill thinks, or it’s because he has lived for too long among Yondu’s group of cannibals and foot-picking men.

No matter who the other party is, as long as she is a woman and good-looking, he will be happy to have an affair with her.

Oh, and the good-looking aspect may have to be crossed out, because Quill also slept with an Asgardian.

Note that this Asgard is not Asgard. Asgard is a branch of the Zerg tribe. It has tentacles, and their teeth are as sharp as needles. One bite can turn you into honeycomb briquettes.

And Quill is a person who dares to try any exciting bite...

Ahem, cough, cough, in short, in some aspects, Watson may have to be inferior to him.

As for green, it’s just a small s~

"what happened?"

"Uh...this guy doesn't mean what he says."

At this time, a faint voice suddenly sounded from behind Quill (chiliu~lick~)

"I usually hate the dishonest person the most, Peter Quill, known as Star-Lord."

(Chiliu~lick~)

"You look like..."

"A person who keeps his word? Yes, I will..."

(Chiliu~lick~)

"・・・"

"Damn it, brother, can you stop licking people from behind?! He was clearly chatting seriously, but after being interrupted repeatedly, Quilton immediately turned around in a rage.

"The road here is very wide! It's wide... uh... you..."

"Hey Quill (chilly~lick~)" Watson licked the last ice cream ball into his mouth and showed an innocent and handsome smile to Quill.