Shadow of the Beautiful World

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Several wine glasses filled with orange-yellow liquid collided together, and the atmosphere in the tavern that was open all night in the void was quite warm.

"Cheers!"

In the cheers of several languages, after a busy day, the tired and hungry Peter Quill was yelling and drinking with a group of alien mercenaries who had just met for less than 10 minutes.

He drank a large sip of wine, and with his other hand grabbed the suspiciously colored barbecue on his hand and put a bite in his mouth.

Well, the meat tastes pretty good.

But Quill definitely didn't want to guess the source of the meat, and he forced himself not to think about it.

In the most dangerous and chaotic business of the Galaxy, at this age of peace, Peter Quill relies on a heart that must be large enough at a critical moment.

And the cunning engraved in the bones and soul, and enough little cleverness.

Of course, the pirate thinking of playing in time is also very important.

It can help Peter Quill retain his hope for life at all times, although it seems that he has no hope at all.

Relying on his accumulating "friendship" experience accumulated during the first half of his life from the predators of the elementary school, plus a cosmic translator from Shandal, Peter and the aliens around him are very happy to play .

These guys are a group of dangerous elements.

When they were drunk, they also placed their weapons in a place where they could easily get them. While enjoying leisure, their fierce eyes were still being looked at on Quill.

Use one kind to observe the prey, or look at Kaizi's gaze.

But Quill didn't care.

Because he is like this group of shameless, bottom-line interstellar pirates, they are a class of people.

It's always relaxing to be in the same category, and what is the most popular sentence in the Star Pirate community?

A group of interstellar pirates stay in the tavern, if they can't have fun with any guy who wants to exchange your head for money, then they will never want to have fun!

The most famous quote, right?

Seriously, the beer offered in Nowhere is terrible.

It tasted so much better than swill water, even though Peter did not actually drink swill water, whether on earth or when he was mixing with the South Galaxy.

However, in just a few days, across the small half of the galaxy, and experienced several crises around the dangers, the guy who can keep the meal and drink a glass of wine, what else can I complain about?

Besides, how much can he expect from this newly developed place where bad guys gather?

"Well, brother, you smell good, where are you from?"

After a few cups of star horses urinating, the atmosphere among the newly-arranged aliens also became warmer, and they began to be noisy as they prepared to bet for the next round of "Beast Fighting" game Gossip.

Well, in the rules of interplanetary pirates, this link is called "finding."

It is through language communication to find out the details of the target, see if he has oil and water, whether he is stupid, and then discuss what reason should be used to deceive him out of the tavern...

Finally, I took it to the small alley and killed it, leaving only a corpse, even the corpse!

Gossip is not only the agent's weapon, but also the best method for criminals.

Peter Quill, who is an earthman and an interstellar pirate, doesn't know a fellow named Merlin Riley, and has never heard Merlin say this.

But he is very familiar with this set.

In the past, he used this set more than once to deal with the "Kaizi" he found in other taverns.

The predator must have the consciousness of being prey, always treat others as Kaizi, and one day you will also become Kaizi in the eyes of another group of people.

"The South Galaxy, just arrived today."

Quill, who was holding the steak, was not afraid or panicked, leaning on the bar of this tavern like an old fritter.

He drew a few coins from his pocket and threw them in the betting column of the game "Betta", while speaking to the alien alien mercenaries who had his words around him, like bragging same.

He couldn't make a mental complaint:

"Me and Yongdu are mixed. Have you heard of his name? The leader of the South Galaxy Marauder..."

A few aliens around Peter Quill glanced at each other, and finally a guy with three heads and a huge monster-like figure said:

"Of course I have heard, courageous, the villain captain who once looted the big fleet, but because of some things he was kicked out of the big fleet, he went to the South Galaxy and started his career empty-handed.

An alien with a bad intention beside him also coaxed:

"But everyone knows that Yongdu has always been in the South Galaxy, he and his people will never enter this star field, it is said to avoid conflict with the Marauder Fleet, I said, brother, are you in Bragging."

"Well this."

A trace of bruise remained on his face, and Peter Quill shrugged.

He turned around, leaned on the bar, grabbed a glass of wine, and said to the others:

"I took a private job, it's very troublesome, it's a terrible kind, you all know..."

"Follow the stingy boss, you never want to make money, you have to work hard to get oil and water, this is the fate of us, **** fate."

This sentence actually made the interstellar pirates around him nod, everyone is old fritters, knowing that this thin guy said well.

Quill himself gritted his teeth and said:

"I was really unlucky, do you know? Three days ago, I was still in love with Shandal Star and a Romilen chick, but I accidentally heard that there was a chance to get rich, so I ran away. Cree territory."

He was like a story of unlucky himself. He drank and said:

"Just in a ghost place on the border of the Kerry Empire, some people said there was treasure, and I went...As a result, fart was not found except for trouble!"

"If you give me another chance, I must be as far away from that **** life as possible."

"Bragging!"

The three-headed alien has just concluded that this guy is bragging.

He disdainfully said:

"Everyone knows that for more than a month, the accused Ronan's two fleets have been patrolling on the border of the Kerry Empire. Who can slip in? Just because of your small body?"

The alien's words drew a lot of noise from the drunks. They laughed and accused Quel of being a cowhide.

The latter did not explain, and his face was calm.

He waited for the colleagues to laugh, before sipping the bad-tasting wine, he slowly said:

"Well, you all know that Ronan's fleet is patrolling, so guess what the **** is going to attract the attention of the brutal and powerful Kerry warlord?"

"What's the matter, and it's worth his so much mobilization to mobilize 2 fleets on the border? That's two fleets!"

Quill snorted and said:

"Geniuses, move your rusty mind and think about it."

"Oh, right."

The earth pirate took a long drink, and threw out a news that made the people in the tavern chaotic. He said:

"Your news is outdated, and the Kerry Fleet, which is stuck on the border, is no longer there."

"The two fleets are heading towards the land of nothingness at full speed. They will arrive here in a few hours. May I guess, for whom is the fleet coming?"

There was a sudden silence in a noisy pub.

A few sober guys immediately grabbed the communicator and treated what friends outside Xinggang shouted in various languages.

This action caused others to follow suit, so in a dozen seconds, the entire tavern was filled with whispers.

No one even cares about the already prepared beast fighting game.

Peter Quill, pretending to be drinking, quietly extended his finger.

Between the flexible and concealed movements, the coins and the most valuable collateral in the betting area disappeared into his beating hands, just like performing magic.

Gee, this guy is still a top thief.

"The Kerry Fleet is really moving in this direction!"

A bad news exploded like a deep-water bomb in the tavern, followed by more news.

As an interplanetary pirate, everyone has their own channels of information, and those young people who do not pay attention to intelligence are difficult to mix up in this industry.

"I heard that a group of thieves robbed the Cree's treasure, and the accuser Ronan was mad! The madman mobilized 2 fleets and rushed here."

"Ronan issued a warning to this star field 20 minutes ago. He requested that no forces should interfere with the Cree's search and arrest operations, otherwise it will be regarded as an act of war!"

"My buddy told me that he had just sailed from the sea of ​​stars near the Kerry fleet. He said that the Kerry warships were ready to wipe out the war, and that the target was the land of nothingness..."

Bad news after another was shared in the tavern.

The other pirates no matter what their race, whether they have an organ like a face, or whether they can convey accurate emotions, in short, everyone panics.

The cleverest group of people have felt that something is wrong.

They rushed out of the tavern and ran towards Xinggang.

This behavior is like a primer, within a few minutes, the entire tavern becomes empty.

The industry of interstellar pirates looks cool, they all claim to be a group of interstellar prodigals, but in fact, pirates are pirates, and there is no difference between the stars and the earth.

Pirates without a leader will never be able to fight against the menacing regular legion.

What's more, what they are facing now is the most stinky, best-fought, and arrogant Cree in the galaxy... who can blame them for being like scared mice?

"Ding"

Peter Quill, who was finally full, raised his head and belched.

He slowly took out the wallet that just came from his pocket, took out a wad of money, put it in his close pocket, then took a few coins from the wallet, flew into the air, and hit the bar counter.

This is meal money and wine money.

Of course, only pay your own!

In the crisp voice of the metal coin, Quill looked around, and he was surprised to find that the pub owner seemed to be scared away by the bad news he brought.

The guy shrugged helplessly, pulled the cabinet of the bar counter skillfully, invaded the computer of the cash register with the instrument tied to his wrist, and then transferred the stars in the bar to his account.

"A fortune was made."

Quill looked at the beating numbers on his wrist, and he whistled proudly.

But soon, this guy's expression became low and frustrated.

He scratched his messy hair, and then touched his pretty beard.

He whispered:

"Make money, but spend money."

The pirate of the earth propped his chin with his hand. His face was full of irritability and contemplation, and there was a moment of confusion about the end of life.

He recalled what happened in the past few days. There was an incomprehensible absurdity in his eyes and a daze that seemed to be in a dream. He said to himself:

"I... how did I get into Ronan?"

"In the end...how did you get to this point?"

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Peter Quill’s story, er, is honestly not complicated.

The story of his 8-year-old life is like this:

He was born on Earth, Colorado, and raised by a single mother when he was young. At the age of 8, his mother died of cancer. (PS1.)

Little Quill was uncomfortable, so he rushed out of his home that night.

It just happened to meet the interstellar pirates who went to the earth to plunder...

Then the second stage of his life from the age of 9 is completely different from 99.99999% of the children on Earth.

From the night he was taken to the present, Guell has been raised in the intergalactic pirate circle of the South Galaxy.

The plot of the life story is nothing difficult to understand, everything is logical, but it is logically difficult to accept...

Uh, if Merlin is here, he will sneer at the story of Peter Jason Quill. Lord Raven, who all started from conspiracy theory, will never believe it.

But the hero of the story doesn't matter.

When he was taken away from Earth by the head of the intergalactic pirate, the leader of the Southern Galaxy Marauder, he was too young to understand what happened.

Furthermore, the loss of his mother has nothing to do with the earth.

In short, Guell has lived with the most dangerous group of people in the stars for more than two decades. It is like a weak sponge, constantly absorbing the wisdom of survival from the galaxies around him.

Then live up to expectations to become the top scumbag, first-rate thief, second-rate fighter, third-rate bastard, and last-rate pirate in the South Galaxy.

Yes, he did a terrible job in the pirate industry...

Basically it has been maintained at the rookie stage, probably as a human being, he still has some bottom line.

However, three days ago, Guell's life suddenly reversed 180°.

He hooked up an ignorant girl and relied on a clever life, and suddenly entered a fierce rhythm that only superheroes can experience.

And all of this, from the moment he listened to his heart eager to make a fortune, ventured to set foot on the planet of the Kerry Empire...

PS1:

The star in the movie was born in Missouri, but the comic was in Colorado.

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