Star-Lord slapped his hands and hammered his head, he was punched in the face by Thanos, his helmet was blown out, and now his brain is still a mess, it may be a concussion with slight amnesia.

The rest of the Galactic Guardians woke up one after another, one life and two more matures, often wandering in the prisons of the major empires of the universe, and they quickly calmed down.

Rocket Raccoon looked around, feeling insulted, because the railing was too far apart, so big that he didn't even need to turn sideways, and walked out.

"Quill, wait for me in a moment, I'll go outside and steal the key." Rocket Raccoon said angrily, not at all happy to successfully escape from prison.

"Wow, wow, wow, raccoon can actually talk, so you're not a pet!" The little spider kept her head stuck out, and her face was incredulous.

Rocket Raccoon gave him a blank look, unwilling to deal with the little spider, very puzzled why there was such a tease in Thanos's prison.

Watching Rocket Raccoon tiptoe out of prison to test the prison, the little spider begins to get close to Star-Lord, hoping that the other party will give him a hand when he escapes.

"Man, are you earthling?"

"No, I'm from Missouri."

"If you're referring to Missouri in the United States, then you're Earthling." The conversation was a little confusing, but the result gave the little spider hope of escaping from prison, and he met the earth's fellow earth.

"I'm Peter Parker, you can call me Spider-Man."

"Peter Jason Quayle, nicknamed 'Star-Lord'!"

The more the two teases named Peter talked, the more they felt that each other had the same temper, and learned that everyone had a common enemy of Thanos, Star-Lord generously said that when Rocket Raccoon stole the key later, he would take him away.

Bang dang!

The prison door was pushed open, and a team of alien soldiers walked in with guns, and the front man carried an alloy cage with rocket raccoons inside.

The alien soldiers leave, and the Rocket Raccoon is replaced by a small private room, suspended in the airway by a chain.

Spider: "......"

"Rocket, what are you doing? Don't tell me you went out just so they could change you to a suite? ”

Star-Lord knows that his teammates can sometimes be very pitiful, but the pit also has to be divided into occasions, he just recognized a little brother, patted his chest and promised to take him out of prison, and it was only a long time before he was slapped in the face.

"Shut up, Quill, you don't know, I just pushed the door open and there were over a thousand guns pointed at me outside." Rocket Raccoon is also very depressed.

"Okay now, we're going to live here for a while." Star-Lord helplessly spread his hands and hallucinated several teammates, suddenly realizing that one person was missing.

"Guys, did any of you see Gamora?"

"No, I didn't see her when I woke up."

"Sorry, I don't know anything, I'm the first person to pass out. Maybe she ran away, or maybe Thanos left her a princess suite, you know, she's not like us. ”

Star-Lord has a headache as his unscrupulous teammates chatter about all possibilities, and now he just wants to escape from prison as soon as possible and get Gamora back.

Click!

With the soft sound of the door locking of the single room, Stark walked out with a calm step, and the flowing metal in his palm kept changing shapes, opening the prison doors of Doctor Strange, Steve, and Black Widow one by one.

The most troublesome thing was the little spider, whose head was stuck to death, and finally managed to get out thanks to a little trick taught by Black Widow. Several Avengers get together to discuss how to escape the planet, and the first step is to leave the prison.

"There are a lot of guards outside the gate, we need to make a good battle plan." Stark rubbed his temples in frustration, there was only a small piece of blood-edged armor left, and the energy he brought was not enough to transform into a weapon, which meant that he couldn't do anything else now except sliding the door and picking the lock.

Not only him, but several other people were also unloaded. Steve's shield, Black Widow's props, Doctor Strange's cape and magic items, all of them are gone. The worst Doctor Strange, his magic was sealed by Thanos himself, Stark was able to pry the door, he was purely a dragger.

Without Stark and Doctor Strange, Steve and Black Widow are unarmed, and the only one among the five who still has combat power is the comic spider.

"Too bad!" Stark shook his head and sighed, reality for a moment plunged him into despair.

"Mr. Stark, you should trust me." The little spider complained, feeling that his father was discriminating against him.

"Stinky boy, I just believe you say that."

At that moment, Star-Lord hammered the alloy railing and shouted, "My dear fellow Earth, do you need help?" ”

"Help!? Are you sure it's us who needs help? Stark pointed to the iron railing, meaning that it goes without saying that you spicy chicken can't even break from prison, what kind of help can you provide.

"This iron fence doesn't mean anything, the more people the better, you need our strength, don't you?" Star-Lord gave his little brother Spider-Man a look.

"Mr. Stark, I think he said ......"

"Shut up, stinky boy, from now on, I don't want to hear you utter a word." Stark interrupted the little spider, exchanged glances with Steve, and continued to ask Star-Lord, "Who are you?" ”

"Guardians of the Galaxy!"

"Good name......"

"Wow, that's a cool name!" The little spider exclaimed, and then faced her father's angry eyes, silently made a zipper movement on the side of her mouth.

"What can you do if I let you out? Or rather, what are you good at? Stark changed the question.

"Kill people and sell goods!" Mantis Woman.

"Black eats and drinks!" Drax.

"If we can afford it, we can take any job." Rocket Raccoon.

“I am Groot！” Tree Groot.

Star-Lord smiled awkwardly: "That's right, that's it, we're professionals." ”

Stark: "......"

In the end, Stark still released the Guardians of the Galaxy, although he didn't expect much from this group of people, but multiple people have more efforts, and it is good to have a few more cannon fodder to block the gunhole.

A group of people gathered in the hallway, Stark clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said, "Listen, maybe we met for the first time today, and we won't have any intersection again, but this time we must work together." ”

Stark came to the ideological education first, and the scattered Guardians of the Galaxy made him extremely worried: "I have a plan here, there is only one chance, I hope everyone will act strictly according to the plan." ”

"Dude, when it comes to planning, the last thing we're good at is acting according to a plan. But don't worry, I have a plan here too, and it's absolutely perfect. Star-Lord raised an eyebrow, reached out and unzipped his crotch in full view of everyone, and pulled out his treasure.

An old gaming console!

This game console, which has been transformed by Rocket Raccoon, is very versatile and can be used as a remote signal transmitter. Because Star-Lord was brought out of Earth when he was a child, it means a lot, and he treasures this game console very much.

"Quill is so good, where did you hide it? I even had my dentures stuffed with bombs pried off, why didn't they find the console? "Rocket Raccoon fried the console and began to jog continuously on the buttons.

Do you have another dimension hidden in your crotch?

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Doctor Strange, the magic props were no match for a pair of big pants, and he felt that he was being targeted.

Star-Lord was proud, even if there were ladies present, he couldn't help but frown: "Of course I can't tell you where I am hiding, this is a secret, I have special skills." ”

Stark covered his face, and he didn't know where to start with 10,000 MMPs, and he was getting less and less confident about escaping the planet.

"Listen dude, you don't have to fret. I know a super powerful pervert, you may not believe it when you say it, I saw him beat Thanos with my own eyes. My plan was to send him a distress signal through the transmitter and wait for him to come to our rescue. "Star-Lord said that if you have thighs, you have to hug your thighs, risking your life to escape from prison is too dangerous, what if you bump into Thanos when you go out?

"Quill, your plans may be aborted, and this console is dead." Rocket Raccoon tossed backwards for a moment, then looked up and said seriously.

“hat？”

Thanks to book friends: elegant Chinese cabbage, sergyd, Tang ☆ Dashao ★, pseudo-harsh pseudo-house reward!

(End of chapter)