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"You know? I've escaped from prison 22 times. This is just a piece of cake." The little raccoon said proudly.

"I'm not interested in this, I just want to know why you are working on Chaida," Wesley asked.

"Isn't it easy to think? Even if the mission fails, then the two of you are still in my sight. I am determined to win the reward issued by the saboteur." The little raccoon said with fangs.

"It turns out that I really didn't think that the civilized planet in the universe would be such an idiot in terms of law, and Peter Quill, your nickname is really bad, I am the real Sir God's Domain."

"Okay, Wesley, even if you're really here, it's useless, isn't it?" Peter Quill said indifferently.

The group was led forward, but when they passed the storage room, Peter Quill saw that someone was listening to his Walkman, and he rushed in in a rage, only to be cleaned up. .

The most unbearable thing for Wesley was that the disinfection measures in the prison turned out to be a red liquid. After being rinsed, the skin turned red. He took out clean water in the locker room and washed himself again before putting it on. The prisoner's yellow uniform.

Then Peter Quill and the little raccoon came in. Wesley saw the metal foreign objects behind the little raccoon. They were embedded in the body. This was caused by the experiment. Wesley reached out and touched it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the little raccoon roared, baring his teeth, as if he wanted to go up and bite Wesley.

"It's a crime, maybe I can take them off for you," Wesley said softly.

"No, I'll be paralyzed if I take them off." The little raccoon was listless.

"Not necessarily, my methods are not what you can understand. After I leave here, I will remove them for you to make your fur more shiny, how about that?" Wesley smiled and looked at the little raccoon, this little guy It's actually very cute, but the encounter is too tragic. The name is actually a number, and the rocket is taken by itself.

"You want me to take you away and give up your capture?" The little raccoon's big eyes rolled.

"No need, you will see when you leave, the reason why I came here is to avoid direct conflict with the Qaida star, and at the same time I also want to organize you guys to become a cosmic team on Earth, I still need to destroy The way to make spaceships, the molecular mechanisms that collect the elements in the universe, the more the better.”

"You're asking too much?" The little raccoon's big eyes rolled again.

Peter Quill interjected and asked, "Can you really take us away? How many of your earth weapons are left?"

"You're carrying a weapon, why didn't I see it, the technology of the Zida people couldn't be missed, and you can see it at a glance." The little raccoon looked at Wesley in surprise.

"You'll know when the time comes, but let's think about how to fly in the universe. You are an expert. As for force, there is no problem. Aren't the prison guards here all bastards? I don't have any mentality to kill them. burden."

Then the group officially entered the prison, but something flew over in an instant, Wesley tilted his head to hide, and then looked around.

"I'm here first, Gamora, you're dead."

"No, I'll find you first, and I'll cut your throat."

... There was a noise, and many people around were roaring, they were crazy and angry, Wesley looked back at Gamora in surprise.

"She has a great reputation. Most of the prisoners here, and their families were killed by Ronan. She can last for a day at most," said the little raccoon.

Peter Quill asked tenderly, "The prison guards here will protect her, right?"

"No, they just prevent us from escaping, they don't care what's going on inside, and they like to have fun."

"No matter how tragic it is, it will not compare to what I have experienced in the past." Gamora was strong, even though she was afraid, she still said so, Wesley admired her a little.

At this moment, a big man came over. The huge body looked very bloated and had a completely different shape from humans. Wesley knew this part, but this stupid guy came to Wesley.

"There's a new arrival, and I'll smear your whole body with jam." The other party stretched out a huge palm and tried to put it on Wesley's face, but he obviously chose the wrong object.

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, and without waiting for his palm to touch here, Wesley directly kicked the other party's big belly. The "bang" sound was a little silent, but the impact was huge, and the huge alien was kicked. It flew out, hit countless prisoners along the way, and finally smashed into the guardrail of the prison. Peter Quill and others looked at Wesley in surprise.

Wesley retracted his leg, then looked around the prison for a week, and said, "Everyone listen up, don't try to provoke us, otherwise the end will be the same as this idiot, or you can come up and try, I don't Mind playing some boring time."

Shocked, someone sent it to the door and naturally wanted to use it, and Wesley didn't show the slightest mercy. This idiot's words are really disgusting, and standing there is just right, Wesley can't help but use all his strength, as for life and death He won't care.

No one answered, Wesley turned and walked forward, choosing a single cell for himself, he would not be crowded with other people, the smell here is not very good.

The people who wanted to come up and vent their anger at Gamora hesitated. They came in together, and they didn't know whether Wesley was covering Gamora.

"Let's choose a cell together, get a single room and clear people out," Wesley said.

"I have no problem, but will this beautiful lady agree?" Peter Quill looked at Gamora.

"Hey, you really don't know how to live or die. Does such a woman have ideas?" The little raccoon despised Peter.

The tree man said, "I am Groot."

Gamora looked at Wesley and asked, "Why do you want to help me? You could make it clearer just now."

"Don't worry, my aesthetics are not at all interested in green-skinned women, but you seem to know a lot about Ronan, tell me how you found us, why you need this exquisite ball, and some other things. Question." What Wesley wanted to know about Thanos was actually Thanos. As Thanos' righteous daughter, Gamora undoubtedly knew more. Wesley didn't know anything about Thanos' strength, which was what he was most worried about. The problem.