"Now, tell me where the Death Pioneer is now!"

Gamola ignored the other drinkers around who were screaming and running away or clamoring to watch the fun, and pressed the long sword in his hand and shouted sternly.

"Hey, don't be so excited..."

Peter Quill continued to lean back his neck and raised his palms and comforted him softly.

"My neck is very fragile."

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll be the Pioneer of Death..."

Halfway through Gamola's words, he saw Peter Quill suddenly turn his head and close his eyes. Under his raised thumb, an inconspicuous gadget appeared, and a dazzling white light lit up at the moment it was exposed.

"ah!!!"

Gamora, who was flashed, screamed with the others behind her watching the fun.

Covering his tears with his empty hands, Gamora waved his other hand holding the knife and slashed towards Peter Quill's position.

At this time, Star Lord had already made a quick back-slide and set a distance between Gamola, then turned around and ran out of the bar.

While running, he was shaking his hands with grin. The flash bullet just now was not used to release it at close range. Although it did not have much lethality, it also made his palm red.

When Gamora recovered her vision, Peter Quill had already escaped from the bar and ran towards his Milano.

"Don't want to run!"

Kamola stepped out his legs and quickly chased Peter Quill.

Although Gamora is a woman, she has been trained and modified by Thanos since she was a child, and her physical fitness is much higher than Peter Quill. Unless Star Lord can develop his own genes belonging to Igo, he is not much different from ordinary humans.

So not long after, Gamora caught up with Peter Quill, but Star Lord was not a vegetarian in the Predator team for so long. He had been paying attention to the situation of this green-skinned girl who wanted to force him.

When Gamora rushed towards Peter Quill from behind, he immediately activated the propeller installed on his feet. While avoiding Gamora's attack, he also jumped directly to the roof of the building next to him.

"Try this! RUA!"

Star Lord took out a small ball from his pocket and threw it down.

"Bang--!"

The ball exploded, and a large amount of off-white gas spread rapidly, covering the entire street below. Taking advantage of the opportunity that Gamola was covered by smoke bombs, Star Lord began to escape again.

However, Gamola in the smoke squatted down, kicked the ground with both legs and jumped out of the smoke. With the jumping force of Star Lord who used the ejector, it also fell on the same roof.

"Are you planning to run away?"

At this time, the long sword on Gamola's hand had been replaced with a pistol, pointing at Peter Quill who was preparing to run.

"Shocked! How did you jump up?!" Star Lord raised his hands again helplessly, "This is too unreasonable."

Of course, I have seen the alien star-Lord who jumped several stories high, but it is not difficult to recognize the race of Gamora. Although the Zehouberi star-Headed people are brave and good at fighting, they do not have such good physical fitness.

But after thinking about the child Alarei, Mr. Star Lord had to admit that people have different physiques...

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Gamola didn't want to overturn the car in Star Lord's hand anymore, so she pulled the trigger and knocked him to the ground. Then she took out a pair of handcuffs and cut his hands together.

"If you plan to escape, the next time you shoot it will not be an electric bomb."

Gamora said viciously with a gun pressing against the back of Peter Quill.

"Actually, I won't tell you, it's for your own good..."

The captured Star Lord sighed and said, "From the beginning, he had never worried about how Kraft would be Gamola, but he did not dare to disclose their information easily.

Because Alare and Angela are not like some good-reasoning masters... I hope Craft can understand me...

Compared to being troubled by the two little girls later, his life is more important now. Peter Quill is not an ignorant idiot, so he can only be obedient first.

"I really don't know where they are now, but I have their contact information."

Peter Quill, who was pressed to the ground, turned his head as much as possible, looked at Gamora who was pressing on his back.

"So, should you let me go first so that I can contact them for you?"

"Stop playing tricks!"

Gamola pondered for a moment, stood up from Star Lord, let go of the handcuffs of his hands, and continued to point the gun at his head.

"If you dare to do anything extra, I will pull the trigger right away."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die yet."

In order not to stimulate Gamola, Star Lord slowed down his movements and slowly climbed up from the ground. After moving his aches, he took out his communicator.

"I'll ask first, what do you want to do when you look for them?"

"It has nothing to do with you! You just need to help me find out their location!"

Gamora didn't want to talk too much with Star Lord, and urged him sternly.

“Okay…”

Peter Quill shrugged, and then started contacting Craft with the communicator in his hand.

"Star Lord? What's the matter?"

Craft, who was doing the final work on Alare, was also a little surprised after receiving the news from Star Lord.

"Oh, that..." Peter Quill said after a moment of consideration, "It seems that I haven't heard from you recently, so I want to ask where you are and if something happened."

"Thank you for your concern, we have just returned to the base to rest recently."

Craft didn't even doubt Star Lord, but instead thought he was quite good. Craft himself hadn't cared about Star Lord as a fellow villager, but after thinking about Star Lord's experience, it seemed reasonable that he would pay attention to the Earth fellow villager?

"Well...what is Ego? Don't let him escape."

Star Lord hesitated for a moment and asked about Ego's situation. Although he personally wanted to kill the guy who was his father in terms of blood, but he killed his mother.

But no matter what, Igo was defeated by Craft and the others, and was a prisoner and spoiler of the Death Pioneer. He was a guy who didn't do much, and he couldn't say much.

After all, if it weren't for Craft and Alarei, Yongdu would have died at the hands of Igo, and he would have become an energy battery. The most important thing is that Alarei was present at that time, and Star Lord dared not have any different opinions.

"Don't worry, I've locked him up in our base and he can't escape."

There is nothing wrong with Craft's statement. Igo's core is placed on Alare. Although he can now use energy to condense a body, he cannot leave without Craft's consent.

If Igo dares to leave his core, it will be destroyed, so Alare Star is a huge cage for Igo.

"Well, that's what..."

Seeing that Gamora kept winking and asked herself to ask Craft and the others quickly, Peter Quill had to change the subject a little stiffly.

"I'm very interested in your base. Can you visit it?"

"Okay, where are you now, I'll pick you up."

Craft still had no doubts and agreed.

He glanced at Kamora and saw her nodding softly, Star Lord replied: "I'm at Contrasha."

"OK, you might have to wait a little longer, and I don't know how much time it takes now."

"No problem, I'm very free now."

Looking at the black muzzle in Gamora's hand, Peter Quill replied helplessly, and then ended the communication.

"Okay, now I'm waiting for them to come."
Chapter completed!