Marvel turns into Iron Man

When the broker heard the word Cosmic Spirit Orb from Peter Quill's mouth, the expression on his face seemed to change.

However, as a senior information businessman, the broker naturally hid the expression on his face well.

"So... you came here for the list of the universe spirit ball?"

"Otherwise, what else can I have, come here to buy a handicraft from you for some little girl?!"

Looking at the Xandar intelligence businessman in front of him, Peter Quill shrugged slightly and said.

In order to get this news, he drank a lot of alcohol to his adoptive father, and only then did he pry the news out of the other party's mouth.

Quill admitted that he was indeed short of money, so he was very concerned about every news that could make money.

But this time, for the reward of the cosmic spirit ball, he abandoned the predator team and planned to go it alone.

It's a pity that the broker doesn't seem to really want to disclose the information to him.

"It can be seen that you should have been out for a long time, so you should be very clear, Mr. Quill."

"Although I am an intelligence merchant, not all information can be sold as intelligence."

The broker said without raising his head, using the cloth in his hand to wipe a beautiful handicraft carved from crystal.

Hearing the broker's words, the expression on Quill's face immediately became extremely exciting.

He has invested a lot in this matter, but he is absolutely not happy to declare the end because of this matter.

So, at the same time, Peter Quill had countless different deceitful ideas in his mind.

In any case, he has invested so much time and money, he is naturally not willing to stop here.

"But-"

The broker changed the subject, but before he finished speaking, Quill's eyes instantly lit up with a light of expectation.

When something you thought was unlikely, or even impossible, suddenly turns around again.

No matter what, you're going to take your chances regardless, and that's exactly what Peter Quill is thinking at the moment.

"—if, I mean if, you can help me with a few things."

"Maybe... just maybe, maybe I can tell you something about the Cosmic Spirit Orb."

Putting the crystal handicraft in his hand on the showcase in front of him, the broker looked at Peter Quill with a pair of bright golden eyes.

He used a bunch of ambiguous words to describe this matter, giving people an extremely sense of uncertainty.

Quill didn't know how many things the broker said, and he didn't know whether what the broker said might be possible.

But he knew very well that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he might never have the chance to earn this money again.

"Oops....Actually, I'm not like that, um...you know..."

Gently teasing the bunch of golden hairs on the top of Sao's head, Quill showed a somewhat difficult expression on his face.

Xingjue, who is cheating, abducting, and doing all kinds of evil, naturally knows how to retreat in exchange for more benefits for himself.

"You can rest assured that the reward will not be without your—"

"Deal, tell me, what task?"

Quill is a straightforward person, and when he heard that there was a reward, he naturally accepted it immediately.

"My finisher died in the last conflict. I need someone to help me with some dirty work."

"Do the finishing work for me, and be a bodyguard by the way, and I will pay you accordingly."

The task given by the broker didn't seem too difficult, so Quill naturally complied.

"Okay, then you will be the boss for a while, but I need to deal with my things."

After getting permission, Peter Quill naturally left the boutique swaggeringly.

His spaceship and weapons and equipment are still in the hands of the Nova Legion for safekeeping, and he wants to get them back.

Recently, I don't know what kind of madness Xinxing has gone, to collect weapons on a large scale.

Unfortunately, after Peter Quill left, the broker dialed the communication with another person.

"Miss, the person you mentioned has been here, and I have given him a few tasks according to your instructions—"

"Very well, let him go around a few times before giving him Morag's news."

What appeared on the projection interface of the broker's personal terminal was Miss Stark's projected body.

"By the way, there is one more thing, don't forget to 'accidentally' leak the news to the Galaxy Predator."

As if remembering something, she said with a smile, but she dug a big hole for Peter Quill in her words.

Miss Stark also came across the matter of brokers by chance, so she simply pulled people into her camp.

It is true that she temporarily appeased Thanos, but it does not mean that Marvel's story will come to an end.

Thanos still has a threatening nature, and the crisis that is enough to threaten the world has not ended.

Therefore, she must also find a way to continue the story, based on circumstances and reasons—this is why she focused on Peter Quill.

Naturally, the next item on her logbook was to find a way to bring about the formation of the Guardians of the Galaxy, and Star-Lord's father.

At this time, Peter Quill still didn't know whose child he was, but it didn't mean that Miss Stark didn't know.

Among the knowledge brought to her by the ego stone, Yi Ge is also a living planet with great danger.

It's a pity that she still doesn't know where Yi Ge is, so she can only choose to facilitate the continuation of the story by herself.

So, in the next week, Peter Quill did many, many things under the instructions of the broker.

Most of them were dirty work, but it was the first time Quill knew that intelligence merchants were not simple jobs.

Fortunately, these jobs ended quickly, and he also got a lot of money from the broker.

And... what he wants to get day and night is the news about the antique Cosmic Spirit Ball.

However, he didn't know that what he got was a road specially paved for him by Miss Stark.

In the information given to him by the broker, even Morag's information was hidden, and the incident only told him a few possible locations.

However, with these locations, the scope of the search is much smaller, so Quill is still happy.

"Okay, the job is over, I'm going to find the treasure—"

"Then I wish you the best of luck, Mr. Quayle."

In the store, the broker said without raising his head, which greatly reduced the excitement on Peter Quill's face.

"Then I'll go find my Miranda, and I'm sure we'll meet soon, Broker."

"And the next time we meet, I think... I can become a rich man, hahahaha~"

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