Sean sat in this entertainment center that integrates casinos and bars, watching Star-Lord and his party swagger in, since they have entered the land of ignorance, they don't have to worry about the wanted warrant of the Nova Legion, most of the people here are carrying seven or eight illegal charges.

Without the permission of the Difan Group, the Nova Legion does not have the right to enforce the law, which is the transcendent status possessed by Tanlia Difan, one of the elders of the universe.

It's just that Ronan, the consul of the Kree Empire, has always been a bold and ruthless warlord who never cares about rules and anything like that.

In order to conceal that he was looking for the Cosmic Spirit Orb, the Kree Empire's war maniac did not hesitate to slaughter the entire Chien Prison, which shows his unscrupulous cruelty.

"A familiar breath."

Sean looked at the backpack on Star-Lord's shoulder with a hidden gaze, which contained a sealed silver orb with intricate patterns on the metal surface.

That is the Cosmic Spirit Orb, one of the Infinity Stones.

In fact, the silver-white ball shell was like a safe, sealing the power gem in it, so that the terrifying energy inside would not leak out, causing terrible consequences.

I don't know how the Morag civilization died and destroyed its own planet?

A thought crossed Sean's mind.

Stepping past the raucous crowd, Star-Lord and Gamora stepped into a slightly quieter observation deck, while Rocket Raccoon and Treant Groot, as well as Drax the Destroyer, were outside participating in a game of O'Nilon.

After a thrilling crazy prison break, getting rid of the pursuing Nova Army, and seeing that he is about to get a sky-high bounty of four billion, it is understandable to want to vent his inner ecstasy.

Anyway, the representatives of Tanlia Difan have not yet arrived, so they have to stay here and wait.

As for Star-Lord himself, he played his prodigal nature, secretly trying to tease Gamora, who was hot.

Peter Quier, who was raised by a gang of marauders, is not a good guy in the standard sense of the word, and more often than not, he acts like a scoundrel or a ruffian.

Especially in terms of private life, it is even more cold, and has had in-depth exchanges with women of many races, of course, the relationship is limited to one-night stands, and belongs to the kind of standard scumbag who is tender before going to bed, and which one are you after getting out of bed.

"Hunk, did you see that? There's an earthling sitting over there! ”

Rocket Raccoon sat on the shoulder of the tree Groot, drank a strong drink, and said slurredly, "Peter doesn't even go to say hello to his countrymen." ”

"Little one, be a little respectful to me and call me Drax."

A strong man known as the Destroyer, he corrected dissatisfiedly.

"We've crossed most of the galaxy, not to kill Ronan, but here to drink games!"

Drax drained the hard drink from his glass, crumpling the glass into pieces.

The main reason he joined this team was simply to find a few companions, kill Ronan, the consul of the Kree Empire, and avenge the death of his wife and daughter.

"Then don't stare at me with the kind of monster look you look at! It's also disrespectful to me, hunk! ”

The drunken Rocket Raccoon roared in retort not to be outdone.

He is a highly mechanically modified animal, numbered 89P13, resembling Earth's raccoons in appearance, and lives with the Tree Groot he has picked up.

Rocket Raccoon, who specializes in piloting spaceships, repairing and modifying machinery, is a cosmic bounty hunter who likes to disguise himself with a bitter tongue because of his painful past.

"I'm Groot."

The tree man said weakly.

"Don't persuade me, let this big guy know how good I am today!"

The Rocket Raccoon's short legs stomped on Groot's shoulders and pounced on the enraged Drax, crackling and hammering like tickling for the burly Drax.

Syllable!

With a backhand swing, Drax slammed the Rocket Raccoon against the wall like a fly, sliding down in a large shape.

Groot, who was standing on the side, screamed, and his hands turned into long whips wrapped around Drax, and the two of them immediately scuffled, causing chaos in the lower casino.

The attention of those gamblers who were in high spirits immediately shifted their attention, which was more exciting than the game of Oronny, and they all cheered loudly and cheered on the sidelines.

What's more, they also opened a handicap to bet on which side of this tree man and the strong man will win.

"Hunk ......"

The Rocket Raccoon, who pounced on it again and wanted to join the battlefield, was once again thrown away by Drax and smashed to the edge of the bar.

Sean, who was silently watching the play by the melon-eating crowd, just protected the rocket raccoon who was about to be thrown against the wall, with a gentle smile on his face, and brushed the messy hair with his hand.

"You're ...... Tap ...... Continue ......"

The furious Rocket Raccoon originally wanted to pull out the blaster gun behind his back and blast Drax to pieces.

As a result, Sean stroked his hair, and his body softened, this raccoon-like animal retains some of its original habits, like letting people gently stroke the top of the head is a weakness.

The battle between Treant Groot and Drax the Destroyer didn't last long, as Star-Lord, who arrived just in time, pulled them apart.

For the time being, this team is coming together for that sky-high bounty and different purposes, and naturally there is no deep friendship.

The Rocket Raccoon, who broke free from Sean's arms, pressed down on the comfortable feeling in his heart, and jumped to Groot's side, drawing his blaster and staring at Drax.

"What's wrong with you?"

Star-Lord looked at these people with a headache, lowered his voice and said to Rocket Raccoon: "Soon we will be able to divide the four billion equally, can't we be patient for this large amount of money?" ”

"That's four billion! Enough for you to buy a luxury spaceship! ”

Soon you'll be the richest raccoon in the universe - a phrase that Star-Lord wisely didn't say.

The best way to provoke a Rocket Raccoon is to call him a Raccoon or Little Mouse.

That won't be a pleasant thing. Star-Lord knows this all too well.

"All you have in your eyes is money! I escaped from prison, not to enjoy life, but to kill Ronan! ”

Drax's chest heaved, clearly angry.

He glared at a few people, then turned around and walked into the crowd, voluntarily leaving the group.

Star-Lord saw that the crowd of onlookers was growing, and the manager of the lower casino stared at him with unkind eyes.

He had to take Gamora with him, and before Rocket Raccoon followed, he turned his head to look at Sean, who was still sitting in his seat.

"Peter, here's a fellow countryman of yours."

Rocket Raccoon yelled and followed the group.

When the group walked outside, a long fusiform hovering flying car just stopped, with silver-white metal streamlines, showing a kind of technological beauty.

"Master asked me to invite you over."

A maid with a very different complexion stepped out of the car and extended an invitation to Star-Lord and the others.

Tanlia Tifan is a well-known collector in the universe, and his favorite collection is those special and precious things, such as living specimens of prehistoric creatures, or life forms of rare races, of all kinds and variety.

Star-Lord got the Cosmic Spirit Orb, and Gamora had some sales channels, Rocket Raccoon piloted the spaceship, and the remaining Treant Groot, as well as Drax the Destroyer, were quite good combat powers.

That's how they got together, escaping the heavily guarded prison of Chien and crossing most of the galaxy to the Void of Ignorance.

Star-Lord took the lead and sat in the car, as if he saw a four billion bounty beckoning to him.

Drax, who was standing in the crowd, watched this scene and felt indignant, he had come to take revenge on the accuser, Ronan, and now his companions were only thinking about making a fortune.

"I'm going to find another way, and everyone else can't be trusted."

A strong man with a deep hatred of blood, thought so.