[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Jason and Peter woke up in the garbage mountain, and the two of them were like two human sticks stuck in a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Peter, do you know where we are?" Jason put his hands on the garbage dump that submerged his waist, and pushed hard, trying to pull himself out.

Peter was also using the same movements to try to get out of trouble, and as far as he could see, there were several people who had encountered similar situations as them and were also making similar efforts.

"It looks a bit like the 'scum sanctuary' that bounty hunters often say, but it's actually a super-large garbage dump. Many people who have been wanted for a long time will choose to jump on a garbage ship to avoid bounty hunters. Come here." Peter held his stereo with difficulty in one hand, and kept throwing out the large pieces of garbage around him with the other hand, "There are too many messy garbage here...General detectors suffer too much interference here, most of them The bounty hunters know that the prey will give up when they come here, because... look around, it is too inefficient to find one or two prey by manpower without relying on detectors."

"So?" Jason felt that his feet seemed to be loose, and he shook his body harder to try to get out of trouble, "Is there a way for us to get out of here? I have to find Tibao and rice."

"I guess?" Peter moved a garbage stuck in a key position, and part of the garbage circle surrounding him loosened, "If we are lucky, there are probably black market strongholds in this kind of place, as long as we give them enough For the price, they can take us anywhere."

Jason continued to push himself away fiercely, and he said with a bit of gnashing of teeth: "Great, because if I can't find the two of them quickly, I'm afraid they will kill each other until only one survives."

"Oh, yes. Your demon brother is very cruel." Peter thought of all kinds of threats from Damian, and couldn't help praying for the safety of his kind brother Tim in his heart.

But the way Jason looked at Peter made him feel like he said something wrong.

"Uh, I mean...they will kill until only Tibbo survives." Jason looked at Peter's unbelievable eyes, shook his head helplessly and continued his escape, "Yes, I said The only one is Tebow, old man, don’t think he’s some kind of weak cutie. Believe me, the last thing this world needs is a blackened Tim Drake.”

"What?" Peter couldn't imagine that the cute little brother would become the world-destroying devil, but the little one had already interpreted the tyrant perfectly, "Wait... I got it!"

Peter managed to touch the elemental gun hanging on his waist, and directly blasted away the waste around him (of course he was careful not to use too much power, he didn't want to die under his own weapon), and helped Jason take the The garbage that trapped him was also disposed of. A large pile of strange-shaped debris slid down the slope of the garbage hill, which smelled like a garbage and mudslide.

The other hapless souls trapped at the bottom of the garbage mountain cursed the bastard above who caused the debris flow, and ruined their escape.

Peter activated his mask the moment he escaped from the sea of ​​garbage, and Jason didn't intend to take off the hood at all. Even with the air filter function of the hood, he felt that his mouth was full of strange smells. world?

Thanks, we are not in touch.

Jason and Peter walked on the endless garbage mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.Jason finally understood why this place was regarded as a desperate refuge.In addition to what Peter said, in this pile of rubbish, finding a target without the aid of a detector is like looking for a needle in a haystack. What's even more frightening is the patrol boat that will start dumping rubbish on your head at any time—Jason watched helplessly. Seeing that several people were about to climb out of the garbage mountain, the hatch of a garbage transport boat flew overhead and slammed down. This man was cut in half by the garbage that fell down, and became the leader of the garbage army. a member.

If it weren't for the fact that they were really desperate, these people would probably not choose to jump the garbage mountain to fight for a way out.

"So before we go to the black market, let's find a way to confirm the time?" Jason walked around a half-rotten alien head on the ground, and kept his hand where it was easiest to take out the weapon at all times, "I don't want a crow's mouth , but what if hundreds of years have passed here by the time you left?"

"I think it's better for us not to curse ourselves." Peter tried to get rid of all kinds of bad imaginations in his mind, "The Flash mentioned something called the speed force, it seems that if you want to leave your universe, you must go through this speed force." Force. I think it sounds a bit like a harmonic device or something, so... a few hundred years should not be possible."

Peter and Jason stopped in front of a weird building made of scrap iron, and the electronic bulletin board next to it played advertisements in turn, such as scavengers who specialize in panning for gold in garbage dumps looking for young men, or some people looking for people and offering rewards advertisment.Most of the people here are desperadoes. If some people are lucky and catch valuable heads in exchange for rewards, it is not impossible to use this money to remove the sharp sword hanging over their heads, but in the middle The difficulty is high, just look at the number of people who have successfully executed it in the past.

There is a great opportunity in front of you——

"Peter, don't you think that reward looks familiar?" Jason pointed to the projection on the bulletin board. The protagonist who was offered a reward was shaking his body and dancing. The mask on his face was as high as [-]% similar to the one Peter was wearing now. Nine, "The price... Let me see, one, two, three, four... There are a lot of zeros. If you want to capture it alive, please contact... Hey, this raccoon looks like a rocket."

Jason and Peter, you look at me, I look at you, the mask is facing the hood, the two of them thought of going together at the same time through the tacit understanding of the past possession.

"Ah! I've been caught!" Peter knelt down and hugged Jason's thigh, "The strong man is merciful and don't kill me! I'm so scared!"

Jason immediately drew his gun against Peter, and shouted into the iron building, "Come on! I've caught the bounty! Help me contact the Guardians of the Galaxy!"

From his seat, the front desk clerk in the tin building watched everything that happened outside from beginning to end.

Because it is the character who has recently gained fame from the Guardians of the Galaxy, the person in charge quickly came out to confirm the situation.

"Then, in order to confirm that this is the person the client is looking for, let's ask him to dance." The person in charge pointed to the dancing Star-Lord projection, "Let's do this dance."

"What?" Jason and Peter were dumbfounded.

Is there a more unreliable verification method than this?Generally, those who are caught in exchange for bounties have either broken legs or been beaten to the point where they can’t even stand up. Taking a step back, even if the other party is still awake, who would dance to prove that they are the object of the bounty!

——Rocket, what logic do you have?

But the person in charge obviously took their dumbfoundedness as a reaction that they couldn't dance, and kicked them out as soon as their expressions changed.

"Hey! Wait, I haven't said I can't jump!" Peter quickly grabbed the hand of the person in charge who was about to raise it to call out to the security guard, "Jump, I'll jump right away."

The younger brother at the front desk couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and his eyes were fixed on the reward target who was actively throwing himself into the net in front of him.

"Come on, Jason, I'll start as soon as your music goes down." Peter opened the stereo box that he had been holding on and handed to Jason.

As soon as the music of "Come and Get Your Love" sounded, Peter began to twist his waist and hips to the beat, and even went around the person in charge to encourage him to dance his hands to the beat:

"Don't be shy, raise your hands up with me and sing: Hey~yeah~hey~yeah~"

When the person in charge raised his hand hesitantly, stepping left and right along with the music nervously, Peter gave him a thumbs up encouragingly: "That's right, that's it, left and right, come and get your love~ very good, come again, come and get your love~ "

The person in charge who was encouraged seemed to be enjoying the process of swinging his body to the music more and more, and began to wave his hands, twist his waist and even step on his feet, and Peter also applauded or whistled to save face.

Jason looked at the security guard next to him who didn't know whether he should pretend he didn't see anything, and before the other party could react, he grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the field: "The more people The more the merrier, jump up! This tape is a random mix, and I don't even know what the next song will be."

"Free play, the point is the beat—"

The music suddenly switched from a nostalgic style to a more rhythmic modern dance style. JessieJ's high-pitched voice filled the entire small tin house: "Shegotabodylikeanhourglass, ButI cangiveittoyouallthetime--"

Peter stopped and pointed at Jason.Jason made a movement of receiving something from the air, and then accepting it, and began to quickly change his center of gravity, skating around the field like skating, and occasionally stretched out his hand to draw his waist or buttocks in the air as the lyrics suggested, But most of the time, everyone focused on watching him twist his hips and sway as if he had no bones.

"Bang bangin to the room!"

As the chorus began, not only those who were swaying in the field, but also those who watched outside the house gradually showed "Oh!" expressions that understood the hint of the lyrics.Then start giggling and nodding a little to the music or tapping your feet to the beat.

The boy at the front desk saw the person in charge also start to twist his butt in an ugly posture at the beginning of the next chorus, and picked up the communicator on his own initiative and dialed the contact information that Rocket Raccoon had left for them when he published the bounty before.

"What are you doing!" In the noisy background, the Rocket's voice sounded like it was roaring.

"I think you need to take a look at this." The boy at the front desk pointed the communicator directly at the hall that had turned into a dance floor, and pressed the live broadcast function.

Peter and Jason, two wearing full face masks, are said to be bounty hunters and prey, singing and dancing with a group of students with jerky movements.

"It's time for the chorus, everyone, Mr. Hood—" Peter let himself over the music loudly.

"Bangbangintotherroom!" Everyone sang loudly at the same time, shaking their shoulders in a silly posture.

The boy at the front desk turned the communicator to himself, looked at the raccoon whose eyes were about to pop out of its sockets on the other end, and felt a bit connected with the same disease: "Sir, I think we have found the person you want."

"Stabilize them, we'll be there soon." Rocket cut off the communication, and the guy at the front desk was thinking about how to "stabilize" these two people until the guests came to take over.

But the other party doesn't seem to need to be "stabilized"...

"Let's give this song to Teacher Xingjue!" Jess made a pass gesture, and Peter cooperated with the movement of receiving the ball.

"Listen to the windblow, watch the sunrise--" Peter's dance style is similar to Jason's, but also has a bit of a humorous style.

People who felt their heart beat faster because of Jason's dance obviously felt that the atmosphere, which was originally hot at the peak, began to ease up after Peter started to move, but it didn't make people feel that the heat was lost, until the strong drums and the lead singer The passionate singing began, and the enthusiasm of the crowd was once again raised.

It's like riding a roller coaster.

When the other members of the Guardians of the Galaxy went through a series of inhuman jumps and finally rushed to this garbage star to pick up people, what they saw was a group of strong men with big arms and round waists standing in a row, rubbing their feet on the ground in embarrassment Learn Jason's moves.

"Look everyone, the slow-motion analysis of the moon walk is like this! Teacher Xingjue, please take a look at the movements of the students below."

"No problem, everyone, continue to have lessons with the mask teacher. I will go down and correct you one by one."

Gamora walked into the line, frightened away the students who wanted to protest with her eyes, and kicked her feet casually a few times.

"Hey, this classmate, your action is wrong, it should look like this..." Peter kept looking down at everyone's footsteps, but for a moment he didn't see Gamora's angry face.

"How is it, Mr. Xingjue?" If there is a bar chart of anger value above Gamora's head, the color must have burst out of the bar.

Peter raised his head little by little, just in time to smile at Gamora.

Then came the trumpets of heaven.

"Teacher Hood, save me—!"