"Deal?"

Beckett stopped wiping his lips and turned his head to look at the Skrull in front of him. The signature green skin and countenance even bear a slight resemblance to Margoma, who was killed by himself on Topha before.

Or rather, all of the Skrulls looked the same in Beckett's eyes.

"That's right, the deal. Interested in talking, Beckett? Seeing that Beckett had succeeded in attracting himself, Babar raised an eyebrow, reached over the chair and sat down.

"Not interested."

Beckett raised the corners of his mouth and leaned back in his chair.

Simply refused, Beckett's unconventional operation directly blocked all the words that Babar was going to say in advance.

"It's a win-win deal."

"You have an advantage in attacking the Kree Empire, but you have never been able to capture them in a short period of time. But if the two of us work together, it's different. ”

After a pause, Babar's voice was filled with bewilderment, and what he kept saying was consistent with what Beckett had guessed earlier.

After Woz reported to him about the Dead Blade General's non-stop moves, he guessed that the Skuru Empire, as the Kree Empire's sworn enemy, should not be able to sit still.

The strength of the Dark Quadrant is not comparable to those stinky fish and shrimp in the universe, and with a person of this strength as an ally, the Skrull Imperial Staff Committee naturally has to take it seriously.

Although they don't know what provoked Thanos to make such a decision, it doesn't prevent the Skrull Empire from killing his old rival.

The feud between the two empires is also time to make an end. The addition of Thanos' forces gave the Skrulls hope of destroying the Kree Empire in one fell swoop.

"Go on."

Listening to Babar's persuasion, Beckett's left index finger kept tapping on the table, and the coldness in the corner of his eye lingered.

The haughty posture made Babar frown, his fingers trembled subconsciously, and a trace of uneasiness in his heart flashed.

Although he had already had a general understanding of Beckett's character from the information from the Ministry of Intelligence, after the actual contact, his heart was still inevitably flooded.

"On planet U40 is the Seventh Army of the Skrull Empire." Babar didn't say anything more, believing that his own words were enough.

"The Seventh Army is not here now." Beckett shook his head, stood up, and looked at Babar condescendingly.

He never believed in empty words.

"But they'll be back in two days." Babal, who was looked at by Beckett without the slightest discomfort, played with the small object on the table, and then said the name of another person: "And Astra the Kree, we will withdraw the arrest warrant for him." ”

"As I said, it's a win-win deal. We Skrulls never let our partners suffer, and I'm sure you can tell from the prosperity of the U40 planet. ”

"I'm sure Thanos should have thought the same thing, otherwise he wouldn't have sent you to U40. So, this is my sincerity. ”

As he spoke, Barbar took out three identification tags from his bosom and placed them in front of Beckett.

"From my personal sincerity."

Shrugging, Barbar handed over the decision to Beckett, and it was a choice for both sides.

Beckett glanced at the cards on the table, all of which were written with his name.

"A card represents the resources of a planet, which I have given you personally. If Sanos is willing to cooperate, we can pay 300 planets as a deposit. ”

"Two days later, Baltan and Glass came back to inform me."

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Hearing this, Babar's smile was particularly bright, and Astra, who was hiding at the entrance of the restaurant and listening the whole time, pouted, watched Babar leave, and muttered disdainfully: "Fool who was sold and helped people count the money." ”

"But this group of miscellaneous people is really willing, you haven't done anything, so I gave you the resources of the three planets first."

"Here you go, if you want."

Glancing at the amazed Astra, Beckett left the manor with a word, never touching the three cards on the table from beginning to end.

He doesn't trust Babar, he trusts his instincts more. And his instincts told him that something was wrong.

Thinking about it from another perspective, Beckett felt that if he was the high-level decision-maker of the U40 planet and found that three strangers who deliberately disguised their identities ran into his planet, it would be impossible for him to come over to negotiate a deal in the first place.

Not to mention that Babar also identified the Astrakrites.

There is no such thing as trust between the Skrulls and the Kree, especially since Astra is a scientist who has invented various weapons of war against the Skrull.

What Babar did seemed to Beckett more like a show, like a temptation to his curiosity.

"Your Highness Beckett, the surveillance system near the manor has been blocked."

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"Give it to me?"

"I believe you're a ghost." After Beckett left, Astra flew around with three cards with Beckett's name written on them.

That's a resource for the entire three planets, to him?

Astra prefers to believe that his brother is not dead, but has just changed his face to live on a planet he doesn't know.

"Beckett? Why are you back again? Didn't you go after that suspicious Babar? ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Beckett re-entering the restaurant, and Astra continued to fly the card in his hand.

"Babar? What are you talking about? ”

Beckett frowned, and the words he said made Astra's figure stiffen suddenly, and the card in his hand fell to the ground.

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"It wasn't you just now?!!"

"No, wait a minute! Chances are you're a fake! ”

Astra, who was excited, seemed to think of something, and her face was suddenly full of vigilance.

"Just now? Have the Skurulls mimic me? ”

Beckett's brows tightened, and his face suddenly became gloomy: "What happened just now?" Tell me, now, immediately, immediately. ”

"Your Highness Beckett! I did it! ”

"I succeeded in creating a frost bomb at your request!" As soon as Beckett's words fell, The Other, who had been creating a liver explosion all night, held the blue crystal in his hand and walked around the living room for a long time, and finally ran to Beckett, handing the frost bomb in his hand to Beckett as if offering treasure.

"Oh? Is it done? Laborious. Taking the bomb, Beckett responded casually, but the smile on The Other's face instantly froze.

His Royal Highness Beckett, never said the word.