"You tm will find trouble for me!"

After Adam left, Yongdu grabbed the drunk Quill's collar in anger, and he lowered his voice and roared at the young man:

"I asked you to help me find a crew member, not to bring me a group of mad robots..."

"Is there any difference?"

Quill burped and said indifferently:

"Is the robot bad? I think robots are much better than your despicable companions. You even want scumbags who do evil things. Do you want better robots?"

"They will not disobey your orders, nor will they have a different intention, and they don't even need to share the benefits. They are brave in fighting without fear of death. The best thing is that you only need a pile of motor oil to satisfy them."

"I need it! But they are different!"

Yongdu was a little crazy and beating Quill in the head, he said:

"They are a group of robots with faith, you know, we predators only have creeds and no faith, and it's not a good thing to be involved with them!"

"hehe"

Quill laughed sarcastically, and he said:

"But I haven't seen you reject Adam, nor have you ever accepted their funding happily, but you still want to treat the earth as a new home port."

"Nonsense, you are a fool who doesn't take advantage of it!"

Yongdu snorted, he pushed Quill away, and he said:

"But robots alone are not enough. I'm really worried that there are only a group of lunatic robots around me."

"You keep looking for those villains that cannot be tolerated on the earth. If possible, talk to the official. I can also take those bastards who cannot be handled in prison!"

A cold light flashed in the old pirate's eyes, and he said:

"And I can guarantee that they will never have a chance to return to Earth..."

"Okay."

Quill did not resist Yongdu's instructions. Anyway, he had no important things to do on earth recently. In this world, there was no need to worry that Yongdu would go crazy and wanted to kill him.

This is Quill's own territory.

However, before leaving, Quill, who was slightly drunk, asked a question that had been buried in his heart for many years.

He looked at the rough badge made of Yongdu, which was tied to the leather jacket, which was made of brass, and he said:

"I know this, this is the symbol of the Grand Raiders Fleet. I have heard people say that you were a captain of the Grand Fleet in the past, but... why did you jump out and work alone?"

Quill asked curiously:

"The great fleet never moves in the South Galaxy. Their territory is in the middle of the Galaxy. After you leave them, you call yourself a raider. And I heard some rumors that you were exiled by them? Why?"

"Don't ask these things kids!"

Yongdu waved his hand irritably, and he said:

"Get out and do your own thing."

"Tell me."

Quill asked with a smile, but Yongdu kicked his butt with a powerful mechanical prosthesis, and he flew out in a mess.

After several minutes, Yongdu turned his head with a gloomy face as Quill disappeared into the elevator.

He closed his eyes, reached out and touched the quaint badge on his chest, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Why am I exiled?"

"Bah...isn't it because of you, a little bastard and your bastard father who should be cut into pieces?"

"Ah, Quill! The ungrateful little thing, I will destroy it on you for the rest of my life..."

After cursing, Yongdu walked to the window of the living room with another glass of wine, and looked at the quiet night view of the city in front of him.

After a long time, the old pirate drank the wine in his hand.

"Peter Quill, Son of God."

He threw away the wine glass in his hand, as if he was drunk, and said in a voice that only he could hear:

"If you were my son..."

“How great it would be…”

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It is definitely not just Yongdu who doesn’t sleep at night and looks at New York City in the dark.

In the dark, there will always be many petty thefts. In this case, don’t expect the police and uncles to come forward to stop them.

They are also very tired, they are also human, and they have to rest.

So at this time, those voluntary policemen who are full of energy and have completely exploded in their biological clocks are needed to take action.

According to statistics, in more than a year after the Battle of New York, the number of active police officers in New York City alone was more than twice as high as before. This is not to say that the heroes have regained their past virtues.

It is purely because the stars grow faster, which leads to the emergence of superhumans faster. Many people have the habit of staying up late. When they have insomnia, irritable guys always want to vent their anger.

So, New York under the dark night became lively.

"Ding, ding, ding"

A harsh alarm ringtone rang in the dark alleys in Brooklyn, and a group of thieves with masks rushed out of the supermarket with their stolen items.

The things I grabbed were a bit shabby.

Some food, plus some change.

The supermarket owners are too lazy to call the police, but the good neighbors in the neighborhood will not sit idly by.

After the alarm ringing for a few seconds, a black shadow jumped off the roof, and rushed into the shadow like a cat. After a few minutes of chasing the dark alley, the little thieves were easily knocked over to the ground.

The voluntary policeman who breathed out the little thieves, tied them with ropes and threw them in the corner, then called the police and after informing him of the location, he jumped onto the roof again, intending to go to other places to "hunter" again.

Well, it's worth mentioning that this is a female hero.

And dressed boldly.

The tight leather jacket outlines the perfect figure, with the convex and concave body that should be convex and concave, and the two long legs are full of slimness and strength when running.

The deep V-shaped line on the chest and the exposed white skin make people feel even more absent-minded and bleeding from their nostrils.

She had a thief blindfold like Batman's assistant Robin, and her big eyes shone like stars.

This is a beautiful girl.

He is also a junior among the volunteer police who has risen in recent months.

However...

Her identity is not simple.

"%#￥￥%￥%￥%￥#! (Code name Black Cat! Received the answer!)"

Just as the beautiful girl jumped over three walls in succession and fell into a shadow of grass, a low noise suddenly came from the watch that was invisible on her wrist.

This stopped the beautiful hero's progress.

She looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was no surveillance, she raised her wrist and spoke the same complex and obscure language to the invisible watch.

"￥%%￥##%##.(This is the black cat, will you contact me? Is there anything important?)"

"*￥%￥#%##￥&!(There are no emergencies, but you need to know the notification.)"

Between Q&A, a scene like a spy joint appears on the corner of the Queens, the perfect and hot lady curled up and hid in the shadow of the grass.

She whispered in that weird language:

"Tell me, I'm still busy now, so try to make a long story short."

"Haha, do you like the feeling of being a hero? You have been very busy these few nights..."

The guy on the other end of the bracelet was a joke, he said:

"I just received a very bad news from the code-named MP. The Kerry is coming, and it is the eight fleets commanded by Ronan, who are marching towards the earth."

“???”

The lady hiding in the shadow widened her eyes and said in a surprised voice:

"Was that butcher Kerry came for us?"

“The high probability is.”

An obscure and complicated answer came from the bracelet, and the voice said:

"Although the apparent reason is that the Stone of Power in the Infinite Stone fell on the earth, it cannot be denied that with the hatred of the Kerry bastards for us, they have absolutely reason to cross the sea of ​​stars to destroy us, and even the world where we hide..."

The heroine was silent for a moment.

She asked:

"Have you notified your Majesty?"

"Of course, it was His Majesty's order that I told all the hidden compatriots to tell this news, but Black Cat, you must understand that this emergency is not just a crisis, it is also an opportunity!"

The guy who was responsible for delivering the message said in a low tone:

"Her Majesty the Queen realizes this, she will seize this plan, she is setting up the plan... and this plan seems to be a matter of all our tribesmen to work together and participate together."

“What about the specific content?”

Recently, because of her hot figure and mysterious style of acting, the superhero Black Cat Lady, who has become famous in New York City, licked her sexy lips. She asked:

"I am willing to give everything to Her Majesty the Queen, and I am willing to give everything to the resurgence of our civilization... You just need to tell me what to do."

"There is no specific plan yet, don't worry."

The voice of the message stopped. He looked like he had a good relationship with Black Cat. He reminded him:

"But it's nothing more than using our tribe-simulator to provoke the relationship between the Earthlings and the Kerry people. This is very simple. We have done it countless times in the past, but to be honest, I don't think there is any need to provoke this time."

"The secrets of the earth are much more than we imagined. Look at the superheroes evolved from this world. Their power is amazing, but these powerful individuals are subject to the public opinion of the people."

"The best thing is that the thinking of their people is no different from that of the inferior creatures in other worlds! Impulsive! Irritable! Not good at thinking! It is easy to be provoked..."

"If those superheroes were incited to attack the Kree, or Ronan was so stupid that he directly attacked the world, Her Majesty the Queen would probably be laughing from ear to ear."

The voice made a gloomy laugh, and he said proudly:

"The proud and arrogant Kerry will gain terrible failures, and Ronan's death will declare that the Earthlings and the Kerry will be incompatible. Once the war begins, it will be difficult to end, and we can even make a profit from it. This is very simple."

"Anyway, be prepared, your Majesty will need our strength soon."

The black cat nodded.

After talking about business, the two guys seemed to have talked about private matters again.

The black cat lady stood up from her hiding place and stretched her perfect body under the night. She said to the messenger:

"When will you come to New York? Do you want to have another appointment?"

"The last experience was pretty good. The body you pretended to be really touching. Although the mating method of the Earthlings is a little behind and savage, the special sensory stimulation is really... amazing!"

"hehe..."

The sender also made quite obscene laughs.

He said slowly and with a hint of expectation:

"In a few days, there is a concert, just in New York, and we can take the whole day to enjoy..."

"Speaking of this, what's going on with these Earthlings? They are willing to spend money to hear their fellow people screaming at the top of their throats... Tsk tsk, although they have been here for so long, I still can't adapt."

"I always scream at the top of my throat, which makes my throat uncomfortable. Maybe, I should change my identity and create an accident. This time, it's better to pretend to be the kind of dark-skinned earthling. I heard that that kind of race is larger..."

"Tsk tsk"

The black cat made a strange sound, and she jumped onto the wall and said:

"Look at your rude and vulgar speech, you probably have forgotten that you are actually a female, right?"

"What does that matter?"

The sender replied in the voice of a man:

"Casses are our talents and nature, and gender is not important to us. If you want to try something exciting this time, I can actually become an animal. You know, some perverted humans also like..."

"Stop talking! It's so disgusting! The Earthlings are really too perverted! You have been infected by the Earthlings' bad habits. You'd better be careful. If the Queen's Guards hear it, they will definitely execute you!"

"Oh? Are you sure they will execute me, not join us happily? Don't be stupid, little baby, the bad culture of the earthlings is a kind of poison."

"Unfortunately, we're all infected..."

The unscrupulous chatting of the black cat and her companions disappeared with the sound of her footsteps rushing out at the base of the wall.

It seems that not only Earthlings, but also aliens like GHS, and their enthusiasm for doing such things seems to be no less than Earthlings... It is indeed the rule of the universe.

Behind the black cat, the night wind blew across the block, the trees rustled, and there was silence, as if nothing was left.

But that's not the case.

After the black cat left for several minutes, an ant leisurely steps for food and crawled out of the grass where the black cat just hid.

Go and look carefully...

Behind the ant, there was a guy shaking his head.

Scott Lang!

Second generation Ant-Man!

This guy...
Chapter completed!