Marvel turns into Iron Man

Fortunately, except for Rocket's trousers, which were rudely rolled up, everyone else's things were well placed by the prison.

Quill quickly found the box where his belongings were stored, carried the box aside, set it on the floor and opened it.

My clothes, two Kerry energy submachine guns, rocket thrusters and other things were all placed inside.

In the metal box, apart from those odds and ends, there was also a small satchel that he used to hold the universe spirit ball.

Quill stretched out his hand, unzipped the package, and flipped through the package. Sure enough, the cosmic spirit ball still existed.

The cold antique made of unknown metal was lying obediently in it at this moment, revealing its figure to him.

I'm afraid that even the prison guards in Kerry Prison, who are responsible for checking the belongings of prisoners, don't know what it is.

"The cosmic spirit ball is inside, don't dawdle, let's go."

Gamora next to Quill glanced at it, and naturally saw the Cosmic Spirit Orb in the small satchel.

As she spoke, she was ready to go outside holding the clothes and weapons she had taken out of her box.

"Wait, wait, it'll be fine soon—"

However, there was a trace of panic on Quill's face, and he continued to flip through the things in the box while talking.

"what happened?"

"Damn it, that bastard, that bastard didn't put it back for me."

Facing Gamora's puzzled gaze, Quill spat a little, with an ugly expression on his face.

He didn't expect that the guy before didn't put back the Sony Walker that his mother gave him.

Didn't it mean that prison guards can't touch prisoners' things? Why is this guy so thick-skinned?

Thinking in his heart, Quill took out his things, including the small satchel, and hugged them in a ball on his chest.

"what happened?"

"You go to the boat with them first, and I will follow later."

"What are you going to—"

"Just let the spaceship stop nearby, I'm fine, let's go!"

Quell rudely stuffed the small satchel into Gamora's arms, turned around and left.

Seeing him like this, Gamora was completely speechless.

What is so important that he still takes risks to get it in such a crisis situation.

Gamora didn't know what Quill had lost, so she just gritted her teeth in a panic, turned and left.

Thanks to the prison structure map that the woman had handed over to them before, Quill purposefully rushed towards the way he had come.

A few minutes passed quickly, and when the elevator door opened, it was Peter Quill who had changed his clothes and was fully armed.

In the passage, several prison guards who had their backs to him naturally also heard the movement behind them, and turned their heads to look.

When they noticed that the guy was the prisoner who ran out of the prison, they naturally drew out their weapons immediately.

Unfortunately, in Quill's hands, the two Kerry energy submachine guns never left his hands.

Like an inadvertent touch, the triggered energy submachine gun accurately hit the three prison guards standing in front of him.

However, he also remembered to adjust the mode to a non-killing mode, and just used high-voltage current to knock down the three people rushing towards him to the ground.

After all, Quill knew very well that if he really killed the prison guard, he might never be able to appear in Nova's territory again.

Before parting, the Rocket had already got the start key of Miranda's spaceship from Quill.

At this time, it has taken Groot, Gamora, and Drax through the dock, and drove the Miranda out of Kling Prison.

Such a high-sounding action naturally attracted the attention of Klin Prison, and all the searchlights were turned on.

Perhaps because the rocket itself has a considerable ability to drive the spacecraft, the Miranda lightly bypassed the capture of the light.

In outer space, under the control of the rocket, the Miranda stopped its thrusters and floated quietly in place.

"How does that idiot plan to join us?"

"He refused to tell me anything about it, I don't know."

Gamora sat behind Rocket, still holding the small satchel that Quelse gave her in her arms.

"I really don't want to wait for a human being with a brain problem—the Cosmic Spirit Orb is in your hands, right?"

Rocket exhaled slowly, tapped his little paw on the armrest of the seat a few times, and suddenly thought of something.

It really can't wait any longer, maybe it's okay to leave the idiot who left by himself here.

Hearing Rocket's words, Gamora's heart thumped inexplicably, as if aware of something wrong.

She immediately opened the small black satchel in her arms, and searched for traces of the existence of the universe spirit ball in it.

It's a pity that even though she searched through the entire satchel, she couldn't find the silver round sphere.

"Oh, damn—"

Only then did Gamora suddenly recall the scene before she and Peter Quill parted ways.

Quill made a small movement in front of her, using the clothes as a cover for the satchel and holding the Cosmic Spirit Orb in his hand.

The situation was urgent, and Gamora didn't notice the guy's tiny movement.

Then, that guy forced the satchel into her arms as if trying to throw away a burden.

I'm afraid that the cosmic spirit ball is in the hands of Peter Quill at this time.

It is true after all, after all, the few people are only temporarily cooperating, not a relationship of trust that knows everything.

Quill took the Cosmic Spirit Ball away just to prevent these guys from abandoning him in the spaceship.

On the other side, Quill was still walking on the way to the examination room.

Most of the prison guards he met along the way were knocked down by him with a single shot.

Quill himself also had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, so he was not slow to go to the target location.

The Sony Rambler left by his mother is something he will never give up.

Even if he died, he would not let others take away his favorite thing.

A few minutes later, when he came to the examination room, he immediately saw the scene that drove him crazy.

It was still the blue-skinned guy, swaying with his Sony Edifier Walkman.

Perhaps it was precisely because he was immersed in the world of music that he was not awakened by the alarm around him.

But this does not mean that Quill will let this guy go, let go of this guy who took his treasure.

He approached slowly, took out his cosmic spirit ball from his arms, weighed it, and it was just right.

It seems to be aware that the light is shrouded by an inexplicable black shadow, maybe it is aware that someone is coming.

The prison guard, immersed in the golden songs of the 80s, slowly took off his earphones, turned his head and looked behind.

What greeted him was a gleaming silver iron ball and a hand grabbing the iron ball.

Severe pain came from his forehead, and the prison guard was knocked unconscious on the spot, without even being able to see who the attacker was.

"I told you, I'll make you regret—"

Stuffing the cosmic spirit ball back into his pocket, the corners of Quill's mouth curled up, and he spoke lightly.

In the next second, his eyes had moved to the table, which was his own Sony Walker.

PS:

There is no one at home, the more I write, the later I think I should change it

By the way, does anyone care to give me a few referral tickets?