Pirates, this is a very old profession.

Pirates were born when ships were invented, and their records date back to the 14th century B.C., but that was only a record of the civilization of the earth, and in the vast stars, long before the birth of the earth, pirates were already roaming the stars.

Of course, we should call them interstellar pirates, although they often call themselves "saboteurs" or "interstellar hunters", but to be honest, no matter how high-sounding they call themselves, they can't change the fact that they do pirate evil, and in any galaxy where civilization exists, interstellar pirates are the most troublesome security problem.

You know, in the vast universe, to accurately capture one or a fleet of interstellar pirates, without getting real information, this is almost impossible to do, it is too vast, so vast that the horns of the uninhabited planet may hide a group of robbing the nest of interstellar pirates.

And the development of civilization is similar, even in the highly developed cosmic era, interstellar pirates are also a large collection of scum of various races, among them are slave warriors from lower civilizations, there are also criminals from higher civilizations, of course, there are many cosmic exiles because of the chaos, as said before, the universe is so vast and boundless, so that the number of these exiles has become an astronomical number.

No matter how much you die, there will always be a greater number of adventurers who are forced to enter this profession out of life... As long as the war in the universe continues, they will not stop killing.

"Boom"

The roar of engines resounded in this dark star field, which is not unusual, 99% of the asterisms in the universe are dark, the number of stars is far from as many as you think, and in the darkness, this massive, coated and chaotic spaceship is the only source of light.

Its size is huge, hundreds of meters from head to tail, behind the coated thruster like a hideous human head, hundreds of energy grids are constantly bright and extinguished, pushing this behemoth to fly at a very fast speed, this guy makes the dark elf's ship, the Sky Breaker with a body length of more than 30 meters, when facing it, it looks so small, but I'm sure that this wasteland-style thing is definitely not the opponent of the Sky Breaker.

"Ahh

One of the largest interstellar pirate groups in the Southern Galactic region is here, and in the complex, dirty, cluttered, and uncomfortable cabin inside, the leader, Yongdu, is having a drink with his villain brothers.

Among them, there are blue-skinned aliens like Yongdu, there are also red-skinned aliens, tall and short, some with long scales, some without scales, and some with tentacles... Oh, and this last one is a robotic arm for cleaning up spaceships, even if it's an interstellar pirate who is not a vegetarian, few captains will accept tentacle monsters, these guys' living habits are so disgusting that few people can stand it.

"Cheers to the Great Leader Yongdu!"

A Humpty Dumpty jumps onto the table, brandishing the best beer from Xandal in his hand, and he leads a crowd of scum to dance in a wild way.

And their leader, the invincible "Star Hunter" Yongdu, was surrounded by them in the middle, holding the grilled meat steak in one hand and the beer in the other, no different from the ancient pirates of the Earth civilization.

Of course, they don't party all the time, today's carnival is only because their boss has taken a big order, and another group of lucky people will get rich because of it, but in just a week, they will spend all their money at an alarming rate, and then say goodbye to those little ladies of all races, join the line again with tattered weapons, and finally die in a certain adventure.

From the moment of the birth of interstellar pirates, until now, few practitioners have been able to get out of this sad cycle.

And Yongdu, the cunning and powerful leader, his most successful thing is that he is a little more generous than the other captains, although only a little, but still attracts countless outlaws to work for him, all the exiles in this star field know that following Yongdu has a chance to make a fortune, although the possibility of dying is greater, but this is attractive enough.

"Alright, guys, be quiet!"

Yongdu took a bite of the steak and while eating, he banged on the table with the empty beer mug and shouted, "Be quiet, listen to me now!"

"This time, the honorarium is 1 billion! Hiccup..."

Yongdu raised his finger and shouted, "I've decided to give the 1 billion to the guy who can successfully find that thing!"

"Oh oh oh!

The bastards who were stimulated by the beer and didn't have much thinking ability shouted in unison, 1 billion star dollars seemed to them to be money that they couldn't earn in ten lifetimes, but they didn't know that Yongdu made 4 billion when he changed hands, of course, he wouldn't tell everyone about it, because he knew that 1 billion was enough for this group of crazy people to work for him!

"What's that planet called? Oh, yes, Morag!"

The drunken leader took out a locator from his bosom and placed it on the table in front of him, and with a bang, a projection of an earthy yellow planet appeared above the instrument, Yongdu took the wine handed by the others, took a sip, and then said loudly:

"Let me make it clear in advance, that planet is a dying planet, no one knows when it will be destroyed, and it is in the hinterland of the Kree Empire, our big ship can't get by, we can only dive over it as a small landing craft, but because it's so dangerous, it's worth a lot of money! Now, there are young men who are willing to participate in this adventure, come forward, receive information, and then set sail... I'm right here, waiting for the good news you can wear!"

After saying this, the scene that was still noisy just now suddenly quieted down, don't look at the interstellar pirates are not afraid of death, but they will definitely try their best to avoid the mission of sending them to death, the Kree are brutal, the best result of being caught by them is to be sent to the planetary mine to mine, no one will take this risk.

Of course, Yongdu had already thought about this, he knew how to make this group of guys burst out with great courage, he took a sip of wine, the patterns on the blue skin on his face became jumping, and he slammed the table:

"Oh, yes! I forgot one thing..."

"Bang"

A silver-white metal box was thrown on the table, and he glanced at the people around him and jerked it up.

"Wow!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and in the box in front of them, there was a whole box of white and black intertwined star yuan, made of metal, each piece was equivalent to 1,000 yuan, and this pile was at least more than 100 million.

The figure of 100 million yuan and the real thing are put together, giving people a completely different feeling, seeing that the eyes of those guys flashed with greed, Yongdu smiled with satisfaction, he closed the box and patted:

"It's a deposit... 150 million, in order to ensure fairness, we send a team of people at a time... Whoever gets that thing, I'll give the rest all at once! My credit, in the Southern Galaxy, is still strong enough!"

"Okay!

A sturdy guy squeezed through the crowd, the big guy covered in scales and looked like a minotaur gasped, used a small recorder to read the information on Yongdu's locator, and then was about to reach for the box, but was stopped by Yongdu.

"Wait, lad, and see if there are any other contenders!"

"Bang"

The furious Minotaur Alien slammed his fist on the table in front of him, and a clear fist mark appeared there, and he looked at the others angrily and shouted:

"I took this task Zorald, who wants to rob me?"

Everyone retreated, saying that they couldn't be provoked, this race was notoriously well-limbed and couldn't do things with brains, who knew what this guy would do when he was angry.

Seeing that no one came forward, Yongdu was a little disappointed, and he pushed the box over:

"Alright, alright, Zorard, don't let me down. ”

As a result, just as the minotaur was about to receive the box, another hand was stretched out from the crowd and pressed against the box, and the next moment a drunken fellow, dressed in a dark red leather coat, with messy hair, and a well-groomed beard, and two guns pinned to his waist, said:

"I took this task!"

"What are you doing!"

Seeing the drunken young man stand up, a flash of anger flashed in Yongdu's eyes, and he slapped the table and yelled, "Go back! Don't be ashamed, Quill, you've drunk too much!"

"No, I didn't drink much!"

The guy stiffened his neck and yelled, "I'm going to take on this mission, I'm the famous Star-Lord... I'm not going to be a coward!"

"You're just a thief and a wretch, that's all!

With a wave of his hand, several pirates were about to step forward and drag the young man away, but the next moment, the crowd began to heckle:

"No, it's not in order, boss, Peter has taken the task and is qualified to complete it!"

A voice shouted, "You can't deprive him of the right to make money!"

"Yes, let Quill go! This little bastard may die on Morag, so I can taste the earthlings!"

Yes... Our Mr. Star-Lord is an authentic earthling, as for how he came to this interstellar pirate ship, that's another story, in short, his current identity is an authentic interstellar pirate, the kind that will be executed if caught by any civilization, and because of his weak strength, he is also looked down upon by pirates, which is the last among pirates.

But this may also be the only guy on this ship who eats with his brains.

Under the coaxing of the crowd, Peter Jason Quill was already drunk, waving his hand at the others like a hero, and his mouth was still screaming, and the Minotaur Zorald probably didn't think Quill would be a threat, so he calmly accepted his rival, and with the help of everyone, the two of them divided the deposit, and finally under Yongdu's gloomy gaze, two small assault boats painted red and white flew into space, and disappeared in an instant.

"With all due respect, Boss..."

Yongdu's most trusted deputy, an earthling-looking man who looked alike, with Moxican hair and black gloves on his hands, dressed in a very wasteland-style style, whispered behind the captain:

"Your various favoritism towards Quill... We're pirates, we're marauders, we're saboteurs, we're rules, we're fair, and you're destroying it, just because of Quill..."

"He's our most important cargo, Craglin, and you were a kid at the time, and you should know that better than anyone else!"

Yongdu's projection shone on the porthole, revealing the silver tooth in his mouth, and he said without looking back, "He's our biggest investment!"

"Is that really the case? I have to say that you have a special affection for him, and you can't hide it from me, and you treat him as a son and heir, right? You're doing a very risky thing, and I don't think I need to say more about how dangerous his real father is. ”

After Clagreen said this, he silently hid in the crowd, leaving only Yongdu, who had an ugly face, standing there without saying a word for a long time.

And in the dark sky of the outside world, Star-Lord Quill, who was still drunk like a drunkard just now, sat in the operation room of his beloved "Milan" assault ship, his eyes were clear, and there was still a trace of drunkenness, he carefully took out a tape walkman that was popular in the 80s of the last world from his arms, put it on the operating table, and put the headphones that had been repaired many times on his ears.

Pressing the play button, a golden song that once swept the earth sounded, the days above the sea of stars are difficult, from the beginning of his journey into this strange journey, accompanied by only this only memorial, from his hometown, pinning his eternal thoughts on his dead mother and family who can never be seen again, but also reminding him never to forget... Where did you come from?