Marvel turns into Iron Man

In order to be able to successfully escape from this prison, it is also for the illusory reward of 40 billion star coins.

Everyone involved in this jailbreak has put life and death aside, just want to achieve the goal as soon as possible.

With a putrid-smelling, cold-textured mechanical leg in hand, Quill ran down the corridor.

He doesn't think about anything now, he just wants to be able to run to Rocket as soon as possible and get weapons to arm himself.

But when he was running and looked back and there was no enemy chasing him, he didn't pay attention to the person who appeared in front of him.

"Hey? Hey! Put your legs down, put your legs down!"

Quill, who heard the voice, turned his head slowly, but what he saw was a prison guard pointing a gun at him.

The other party's face was also full of bewilderment, as if he was puzzled by the fact that he snatched a leg while taking advantage of the chaos.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The young guard has never encountered anyone who took advantage of the chaos to grab someone else's leg.

This is also the reason why he still chose to point the gun at Quill even though he looked dazed.

"Did you hear that, put your legs down, and go back to your own cell obediently!"

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Quill helplessly raised his left hand and the right hand holding his leg.

He put on a posture of surrender, but in the next second, he launched his attack suddenly.

The mechanical leg mercilessly shook off the gun in the guard's hand, and then a stinky foot hit him in the face.

The poor prison guards have never encountered such a situation before, and they don't know whether they were smashed or smelled from their feet.

Anyway, he fell to the ground without the slightest hesitation, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, probably even the bridge of his nose was broken.

"Sorry buddy, you got in my way—"

Quill showed no sign of apology at all, took away the opponent's gun, hugged his thighs and walked forward again.

"Rocket, go on!"

Directly opposite Quill, on the other side of the prison, Gamora came closer to Groot and the rocket.

The control panel was directly buried in the arm, and it took her a lot of strength to tilt it down.

However, now Gamora doesn't want to recall that bloody look anymore.

Before she had time to think about anything else, she shouted and threw the control panel in her hand at the rocket.

Rocket seemed to be waiting for Gamora, stopped shooting, and sensitively received the small control panel.

"Okay buddy, let's head towards the central control tower."

Rocket tapped Groot's wooden head, pointing it in the direction as he spoke.

It instantly combined the control panel with the power cell as Groot walked that way.

The control room of the central control tower is more than ten meters away from the ground floor of the hall, which is not too close.

But this didn't stop a few people from heading towards the control room of the central control tower.

After all, 40 billion star coins are just around the corner, so they will not stop no matter what.

Groot came to stand directly under the connecting bridge, and stretched out his two arms.

It can control its body at will, and the vines on its two arms are constantly growing upwards.

But also taking advantage of this opportunity, the rocket quickly climbed up Groot's vine man, and climbed over it.

Immediately afterwards, Groot also urged the two legs to start growing, bringing his main body to a higher place.

"Well, it's quite convenient—"

Seeing the branches that can be stepped on Groot's legs, Quill said helplessly.

He threw away the rifle in his hand, looked at the mechanical leg in the other hand, and sighed.

He didn't know how long the mechanical leg hadn't been maintained.

After stepping on countless floors, it exudes a sour smell, which makes people feel sick.

But the Rockets said it wanted this thing again, so Quill had no choice.

He could only turn the mechanical leg sideways, holding its middle in his mouth, and climbed onto Groot's leg.

It's a pity that the jailbreak operation lasted more than 5 minutes.

And this also means that those drones that were hacked and forcibly shut down have already been activated.

Some of the drones that fell to the ground had been partially destroyed by previous conflicts.

But the rest of the drones still wobbled and flew up, receiving new orders.

Anyway, they need to stop the prisoners from escaping, so the drones once again surround the few people who are trying to escape.

The rocket has climbed to the top and is on the connecting bridge to the central control tower.

Gamora seems to have been waiting here for a long time, and seeing it coming over, he naturally stretched out his hand to give Rocket a hand.

"You help them solve those drones, and I'll crack the gate."

The rocket naturally noticed that the drone was flying again, thinking that this operation had indeed dragged on for a long time.

The woman said that the drone can be disabled for 5 minutes at most. After 5 minutes passed, it was restored again as expected.

As it said, it threw the gun hanging behind its back to Gamora, and then ran to the gate of the control room in a hurry.

After Gamora took the gun, he aimed at the drones immediately and pulled the trigger.

However, how could she be able to deal with so many armed drones with a single gun.

Looking at the black muzzle of the drone, Quill couldn't help feeling complicated like a sun dog.

It's over, is my star-lord I's fame going to fall here? !

As if to confirm his words, the drone fired without showing any mercy.

At that moment, Peter Quill's heart was extremely transparent, as if he had lost hope.

Over the past few days, I——what have I done?

Running away from the predators as if in a fit of anger, just to prove to that old guy Yondu that he can fly solo.

Traveling across the battlefield alone, he just wanted to return to Xandar with the cosmic spirit ball to get back his share of the bounty.

He has worked so hard to achieve his goal, but what is the final result?

He was ready to be beaten into a sieve, closed his eyes, and waited to accept death.

However, the next second, what he heard was a loud noise.

Opening his eyes, Quill found that the drone had been dragged down by Drax who appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm going with you—"

As Drax said, he grabbed the sides of the drone with both hands, and roughly tore the drone away.

Although the armed drone is made of metal, it doesn't mean it can withstand the brute force from Drax.

In an instant, the poor armed drone broke apart, but even the resulting explosion did not do any damage to Drax.

Quill glanced at him gratefully, unable to speak with something in his mouth, but he could only signal Drax to follow with his eyes.

Soon, two figures climbing up at the same time appeared on Groot's two wooden thighs.

"All the guards on standby are armed and immediately go to the prison for suppression support—"

In the core control room of the control tower, the prison guard on duty spoke into the microphone.

But before he finished speaking halfway, his attention was already attracted by the voice from behind.

He turned his head slowly, and there were five guys with weird shapes standing outside the two transparent glass doors of the control room.

PS:

I don’t know why Maozhan smoked again. If the previous chapters are chaotic, please refresh