"A bunch of stupid X."
The nebula sitting next to KAMORA holds her arms. She doesn't want to drink coffee. She just complains.
From betraying mieba, joining the galaxy guard, and killing mieba not long ago, until today.
She has been complaining all the time, like a complaining woman.
Of course, it may also be because 60% of her organs have been replaced with metal machinery, she can't drink or drink coffee, and she can hardly participate in all the entertainment activities of the galaxy guard.
Well, the entertainment life of these people is drinking. Space travel is actually very painful. Just think that if there is a problem with the spacecraft, everyone will be frozen into ice pimples. This pressure is enough.
What's more, I'm afraid it's a happy way to die in the universe.
"Fu, Fu, young people, it's normal to have spirit. Anyway, it's good to have money after completing the task." Instead, Yongdu around Peter was more relaxed. He blew into the coffee cup like a whistle: "in this way, Peter will be able to give me a better pension in the future. Is this the custom of you people on earth? It's a good habit to support the elderly. "
"You're not old enough to kill. Besides, stop blowing. Your whistle is moving in your pocket! You're going to stab yourself! "
Xingjue squint, his feelings for Yongdu are very complex, probably the sequelae of Stockholm syndrome.
In short, something happened. Now Yongdu has no ship. He follows the Galactic guard.
"That... Peter." Sister Mantis weakly raised her hand and asked her own question: "not long ago, your father wanted you to go back to Sparta to inherit the throne. Why don't you agree? If you become king, we won't have to wander around, will we? "
The star Lord touched his moustache. He had a beard shape similar to the death knell:
"What's good about being king? Or the king of a planet. I can't manage a primary school class. I'm not born with that material. Compared with that, I would rather be an idol and let the people in the galaxy listen to my song and watch my dance. "
With that, he turned on the Walkman and began to dance in the card seat with the golden song of nostalgia on the spot. The air was suddenly full of a happy atmosphere.
"You can make a false promise, and then we will empty the Treasury of Sparta, sail away and find a place to relax."
When everyone was happy, Zhuge little raccoon licked the coffee and made a suggestion.
"Shit!" Peter stopped dancing, bent down and patted the tail of the rocket, looking very angry: "why didn't you tell me there was such a way? FAK, I'm so sorry now! I'm so stupid! "
"Ha ha, xingjue is a big fool!" Drax laughed and clapped, stood up, raised his hands, looked around and announced it to everyone in the cafe.
Although there were no guests, the store manager and waiters were there. Peter just wanted to cover his face and hide under the table.
He did, but when he opened his eyes between his fingers, he saw a man standing at the table and saw the familiar black and yellow metal boots.
Suddenly, his head hit the table. He squatted down again, climbed out slowly, rubbed his head and asked the man who suddenly appeared: "Captain, why are you here? Please sit down and have coffee? "
Looking at so many coffee pots on the table, Su Ming doesn't quite understand why these aliens love coffee so much. Maybe they water grut? But forget it.
In order not to expose the differences between the two worlds, Batman puts any famous coffee on the shelf. The goods here are similar to instant coffee, so he doesn't drink it.
"No, I never win favor." The knell patted Peter on the shoulder and nodded to the crowd: "Yongdu, meet again, and the nebula, welcome to the earth."
"Hello, supreme mage, the star eagle is looking for you recently." Yongdu stood up, beat his chest and said hello to the death knell. He was full of Jianghu flavor: "it's about their faith."
"Oh, what does bighorn Eagle mean? I once promised them to help rebuild Arcturus. Small things can be done in a minute. How do you remember the earth this time? "
With the cosmic cube in hand, it's just a small thing to reshape a planet. Su Ming was just too busy before. After all, the priority of aliens is always lower.
"After all, the earth is my home and the spaceship is mine. They will follow me wherever I want." Xingjue patted his chest angrily and sat down with the death knell: "are you resting today? Would you like to go to dinner? "
"As soon as I came back from the parallel universe, I walked around the city and relaxed. Dinner was free. I have a task to entrust to you." Su Ming sat down, took out some bags of biscuits from his pocket and let them eat with coffee.
"I'm Groot?" The tree man tilted his head and asked curiously.
"He asked you what you had to do." Rocket translated his friend's words. The little raccoon has been honest since the death knell appeared.
"I pinch my fingers to calculate that there will be great changes in the Kerry Empire recently. Their mother planet Hara should be about to explode. I want you to help me go and collect data on galaxy explosions." The knell God mysteriously gave a task.
Xingjue hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "I can take the task, but I haven't heard anything about the Kerry people recently? Why did the parent star explode? "
"Supreme wisdom has not found the direction of racial evolution. He has carried out some genetic experiments I recommended to him for a long time... But just as many people benefited from the collapse of the Soviet Union, an empire collapsed..."
Take out the death knell of biscuits, think about it, and leave them a few convenient hotpots.
"I see. If you say so, I understand." Xingjue showed a debauchery smile and clapped his chest: "I still want to steal the tomb, but I just watch their mother star become a tomb first."
"Just understand. I've always been interested in that big jar of green liquid soaked with supreme wisdom. Help me get that and the items on these lists. I can exchange a more advanced new spaceship."
The spaceship that xingjue is driving now is still the one given to him by the death knell. Su Ming thinks he is obedient and can give some benefits.
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At the same time, on the other side of New York, Gwen's father, director Stacy, was opening the iron fence door of the short-term detention room and tilting his head at a small figure inside:
"You can go. You're on bail."
The funny figure slid down from the wooden bench, grabbed the soft hat on one side, said goodbye to the inmates, and twisted with the footsteps of the deputy director. He said in a strange voice:
"This is a mistake. I am also an American citizen. Those bureaucrats don't give me a green card. I'm not a stowaway! At least not the kind of smuggling you think! "
"I know, Mr. dak, but the rules are the rules. No one has seen a talking duck. Naturally, it is impossible to give a duck a green card." The director personally sent the feathered strange duck out of the police station: "and you were arrested this time because of unlicensed driving."
"In my past world, ducks were people! I want to take the driver's license, but I need a resident identity to take the driver's license. I don't even have a social security account! "
Howard strange duck is a little hysterical. He has been driven crazy since he came to this earth.
"We are the police. It's no use shouting at me, regardless of the transportation administration." The director opened the door of the police station, pushed the duck's back and kicked him out: "if possible, I don't want to waste police force on you, but society needs order. Your existence is a problem. Bye!"
With that, the door closed, leaving the duck in a suit standing alone in the afterglow of the sunset. The shadow was pulled very long by the sunset on the high steps.
But he was not alone. The people who released him on bail were waiting for him in the roadside car. A bulletproof SUV, the rear window fell, and the one eyed black bald head was looking at him with the eyes at the roast duck and said:
"Mr. Howard dak, this is Nick Frey. We need to talk."
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