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"Prepare for the fight!"

The rocket raccoon shouted and jumped onto the driver's seat. The spacecraft turned 180 degrees, and the weapon system was all turned on. The muzzles of dozens of black holes were aimed at the rapidly approaching Earthlings.

The others held their weapons tightly and wore a helmet that could survive in the universe for a short time, ensuring that they could jump out of the spacecraft as soon as possible if needed.

For a moment, everyone was nervous...well, except for Tree Man Groot and Drax the Destroyer.

The former has a slow personality and doesn’t know what worries are at all;

The latter was a little optimistic, holding two short knives, gasping for the enemy to get closer.

In Drax's view, the man who rushed over without using firearms and shells was worthy of respect and was a real tough guy. This aroused his desire to fight.

"Can't you escape?"

Star Lord has no intention of fighting at all.

He has been in contact with a group of vicious bastards since he was a child. Robbing, stealing, killing, and escaping are commonplace among these bastards. Under the influence of the eyes, when encountering dangerous situations, Peter Quill first thought of escape.

"The golden shit behind won't let us go." The Rocket Raccoon narrowed his eyes and stared at the spaceship in the distance and said:

"That color scheme, appearance design...it is the military space shuttle of Kings, and it is the latest model! If you want to get rid of its pursuit, don't even think about it unless you completely transform the ragged one under our butt - he is here!"

Even without using external monitoring devices, the group can clearly see the other person's appearance:

A young, uncharacteristic earthling, with bare hands and no flying or protective devices on his body, was exposed to the universe, ignoring all kinds of terrible cosmic rays and ultra-low temperatures.

A giant dragon nearly thirty meters long surrounded him, as if he was a loyal, majestic guard...the premise was to ignore its pink scales.

"Open fire!"

The rocket raccoon pressed the launch key tightly, and the fist-sized shell shot out, spinning rapidly towards the target.

As the shell approached, Zhang Ming clenched his fists, and golden lightning appeared on his skin. The current from Yang Lei was injected into the Great Powerful Tianlong. Tianlong made a loud "天" sound, and his body became even larger, nearly fifty meters long.

It flew out faster than the shells, opened its big mouth and bit all the shells into pieces in one bite.

Inside the spaceship, the five Star Lord friends looked at each other, their small heads were shocked.

"What kind of monster is that!"

"It ate all the shells! Damn!"

"Beware that it is about to rush over!"

No matter how much the rocket raccoon fired the shells, it could not stop the pink dragon from approaching. As it was about to open its mouth and swallow them and the entire spacecraft into its stomach, everyone closed their eyes in despair.

"Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong-D

After waiting for two seconds, the imagined pain did not appear. They opened their eyes and saw the earthlings floating outside the spaceship, smiling politely and "knocking on the door", while the terrifying pink dragon surrounded the spaceship with its body and stared at them quietly.

Gamora secretly kicked Peter Quill, and while showing a far-fetched smile at Zhang Ming, he squeezed out a voice from his teeth: "Aren't you an Earthling? Before he drives the monster that doesn't know what kind of thing to eat us, think of a solution!"

Peter Quill wanted to say what I could do, but in the face of the gaze of the Great Wei Tianlong, he had to bite the bullet and smile at Zhang Ming. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Ming said first:

"Do you mind if I go in and chat?"

With the magic necklace, Zhang Mingneng ignored the universe's lack of air limitations and transmitted the sound in.

"Of course." Star Lord winked at the Rocket Raccoon. The little Raccoon reluctantly pressed the spacecraft opening button, and the hatch door opened. After Zhang Mingfei came in, the hatch door closed again.

"What's the matter with us?" Rocket Raccoon asked alertly.

"Cosmic Spirit Ball." Zhang Ming went straight to the topic, "Give it to me and I will leave."

When everyone mentioned the Universe Spirit Ball, they subconsciously looked at Peter Quill. Feeling Zhang Ming's gaze coming, Peter pursed his lips and suddenly started singing:

"Hey~~What's wrong with your brain? Hey~~What's wrong with your thoughts and gestures..."

Zhang Ming:???

Guardians of the Galaxy: "…"

After singing the lyrics of two lines, Star Lord's thoughts gradually became clear. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He grabbed Zhang Ming's hands and said, "You should have heard it?" "Come here, find your love", a classic song by the Red Bones. I am also an earthling! I haven't seen a fellow villager in many years..."

Star Lord said, while smirking, looking around, quietly winking his companions. He thought Zhang Ming didn't see it, but in fact the third-angle camera was always paying attention to him.

Although when I was watching movies in the past, I already knew that Peter Quill was a guy with a very good brain circuit, Zhang Mingcai personally learned that Mr. Star Lord had a lot of thoughts when dealing with him face to face.

“…get it!”

Star Lord held Zhang Ming's hands tightly to create attack opportunities for his companions.

The first move was Gamora, a super killer trained by Thanos, who came to Zhang Ming's side in one step, clenched his fists and hit his waist and abdomen. With her understanding of the body structure of the earthlings, she could blow the kidneys with one punch.

On the other side, Groot stretched out his hands, the branches spread and wrapped around Zhang Ming. The Rocket Raccoon took the opportunity to carry a rifle and aimed at Zhang Ming's butt.

The most fiercer aura was Drax the Destroyer. He held up two short swords, shouted in his mouth, and rushed over with his eyes.

Even Star Lord, who held Zhang Ming's hands, did not give up the opportunity to attack. He raised his legs, aimed at Zhang Ming's crotch and kicked him hard.

Faced with the attacks from the front, back and left and right, Zhang Ming was not panicked. This was inside the spacecraft, and they could not use powerful weapons. Ordinary attacks could not even pierce the defense of a qualifier such as clothes.

Zhang Ming ignored Gamola's fist and glanced at Star Lord's vaginal legs. A slight current appeared on his skin, which immediately twitched Star Lord's whole body to the ground.

Under the protection of Yang Lei, Groot's resin could not touch Zhang Ming.

Breaking free from Star Lord's shackles and observing through the third-view camera, Zhang Mingtou did not turn around. He grabbed the rocket raccoon's gun and grabbed it in his hand with force.

At this time, the Destroyer Drax was roaring: "Let's fight head-on!" While flying over, his strong body was bowed in the air, and his developed muscles were bulging high.

Zhang Ming moved the rifle snatched from the Rocket Raccoon in a direction, used it as a baseball bat, and thrust hard on Drax's chest that was rushing towards him.

The big guy groaned and flew out heavily. Two short knives also came out of his hand and spun in the air.

In just a moment, the five-member team of Guardians of the Galaxy lost the ability to continue fighting at the same time. Zhang Ming raised his hand to catch the two falling short swords, remembering Star Lord's vaginal legs just now, aimed at his crotch, swish-

clang!

Two short knives pierced deeply into the deck of the spacecraft, forming an "X" shape. The pants were cut two small holes, close to a key part.

For a moment, everyone felt a chill between their legs, especially the Rocket Raccoon, who subconsciously put his little hand into his pants and placed his little brother in the position.

"Oh!" Drax, the Destroyer, saw this scene as soon as he got up from the ground and blurted out: "Quille, fortunately your dick is relatively young, if you were like me, you would have been cut off! You are such a lucky guy!"

"Shut up, shut up!" Peter Quill was frightened, and he tried to move his body back and stay away from the two terrifying short knives as much as possible.

"For the sake of you being an earthling, I didn't let you transform into a woman, but this time. Can you give me the Universe Spirit Ball now? Or..."

Zhang Ming looked at them one by one.

"You are going to come to the second round?"

"No! Let's admit defeat!" Star Lord quickly raised his hands, pulled out a metal ball from his top pocket and handed it over.

Zhang Ming did not answer, but just stared at Peter Quill quietly.

"Uh..." Star Lord took out another metal ball from the backpack next to him, which obviously looked more textured and more age-like than the one in front.

"This is true."

Zhang Ming took both metal balls over.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

The spacecraft cabin door opened again and Zhang Mingfei went out.

After he walked away, the Rocket Raccoon hung his head listlessly, and the financial freedom of the second half of his life disappeared.

"Guys, hey! Guys!" Star Lord lowered his voice, "Go away, let's leave this before they find out."

"Where do you go?" asked the Rocket Raccoon.

"Of course, we have to sell this thing before they discover it!" Star Lord took out another cosmic spirit ball from the corner of the spaceship.

"Is this true?" Gamora asked.

Star Lord shook his head and said, "No, this is also fake. I just let you take a look. As for the real thing... I will take it out after I know there is no realm."

Everyone regained their vitality immediately. The Rocket Raccoon started the spaceship again and stayed away from the other party's sight as soon as possible.

Star Lord looked at Zhang Ming's back as he walked away and said with a smile: "Goodbye, a fool who doesn't understand music."

After saying that, he touched the trousers that were scratched, and his heart suddenly stumbled, feeling that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

I probably won't meet again.

The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt.