Chapter 824: Yondu and Star-Lord

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"The boss is here, the boss is here!"

"Yeah!"

"Hahaha, wait until you die, you bastards!"

After hearing the news of 'the boss is coming', all the raiders became excited, as if their boss was the spiritual pillar.

Even if the opponent is the notorious and powerful Bedouin Brotherhood, they will still win the battle!

As if to mirror their cheers, the thin whistle sounded again.

"Shhhh—~"

The semi-suspended red light received the order, flipped upwards and shot into the butt of the reformed man on the second floor with a "swish~", and pierced through the top of his head.

The unstoppable red light continued to rise, and none of the four floors escaped the fate of being raped. The five reformers staggered and fell down the floor.

Next, the red light seemed to turn into a deadly flying sword, and with the high-pitched whistle, it ran wildly in the entire transit hall.

Its target is nothing but deadly targets like asses, eyes, the back of the head, etc.

Many predators who were fighting desperately with the reformers, before they had time to make the next move, their opponents had been pierced through several holes and fell to the ground. They were delighted and joined the cheering ranks.

The whistle became more and more urgent, and the red light flew faster and faster.

In less than half a minute, the entire sixth floor, more than a dozen blue-skinned officers, and hundreds of pioneer reformers were all killed by the red light.

Almost all the predators raised their hands, no longer facing the enemy, but cheering!

"Yondu~Yondu!"

"Yondu~Yondu!"

"Hahahaha, have you tasted the taste of death~ you bastards~"

Several looters frantically shot at the corpses on the ground as if venting their anger, and laughed like carnival.

"Hey! You idiot, we're not done yet, you're wasting bullets."

The gunshots stopped abruptly. Several predators turned their heads and saw a man wearing a space-breathing combat mask, holding two 'small pistols', and a jetpack behind his back. They laughed even more happily.

But after the laughter, several people suddenly changed their faces and looked at him ferociously: "You'd better stay away from me, Dim Sum on Earth. Otherwise, if you accidentally die by my side, I will definitely try it with eighteen ways of eating Your taste!"

A predator next to him was stunned for a moment: "Eighteen kinds? Why are there so many? I only thought of five kinds."

"Shut up idiot, don't you see that I'm scaring him!"

The masked man shrugged: "Oh~ so you were scaring me."

"No! I'm serious. I will eat you in nineteen ways."

"Didn't you just say eighteen kinds?" The predator next to him interrupted again.

"shut up···"

"Shhh-)?"

A red light flew past their crotches in an instant, circled around the necks of several people, and finally stopped firmly at the throat of the leader.

This is an arrow? The whole body is golden yellow, and the head, tail and lower part are emitting a faint red light. Everything before it is the afterimage left by it flying too fast.

The death threat that rushed straight to Tianling Gai made him swallow the second half of the sentence forcefully, not daring to move.

Under the hall on the first floor, a man in a red leather jacket, blue skin, red eyes, a stubble beard, and a short flat fin on top of his head squinted his eyes and asked.

"I remember I said what would happen to the 'Destroyer' mercenary group if there was internal strife during the battle?"

With the sound of questioning, the sentry arrow approached further, as if it was going to pierce his throat in the next second!

"Yes...it's death, Boss...I...I don't dare."

"other people?"

"Sorry boss!"

"Wow~ It seems that some babies don't dare to talk back~" The masked man immediately shrugged mockingly when he saw their cowardly expressions.

"Quail! Do you think I'm not talking about you?"

"Of course including,

Of course, sorry boss, I don’t dare~”

The masked men flew down after saying this in unison.

But the undisguised sarcasm made the restrained people lower their heads, their faces full of struggling and angry expressions.

Every time, every time.

No matter whether it is strength, courage, or good or bad treatment of his subordinates, this boss has nothing to choose.

But the only thing is that there is a big problem with the attitude towards this earth boy, no matter what happens, he always favors him!

The mere earthlings are at the bottom of the spaceship in terms of physical fitness and marksmanship, so they should be a feast of human flesh for everyone.

But for more than ten years, the boss not only saved him, but also taught him marksmanship, taught him fighting, and even gave him the incomparably precious 'Infinite Bullet Elemental Gun'.

The elemental gun can gather the free dark energy of the universe as ammunition, and emit rays with various attributes. The theoretical limit is the user's own willpower and certain thinking. In short, this rookie has used it for so long and has not had any problems.

On the contrary, relying on his preference and equipment, he became the upper-level combatant in the entire 'Destroyer' mercenary group.

Why?

Why? !

However, every time they think of this, they will think of the boss's sentry arrow again, that kind of power is simply not something they can resist.

First floor lobby.

The masked man fell to the ground and pressed the small button on the mask, and the mask was folded and shrunk to the back of his neck to reveal his face.

Short yellow hair, double chin.

Straight nose, small eyes.

He is obviously twenty years old, yet he has the stubble of a thirty year old.

He was wearing a red vest and jeans that looked like they were in the 1990s. To sum it up in one word, dirt.

But you all know him, yes, he is the future Star-Lord.

However, this name is currently only known to a small number of people, such as his adoptive father Yondu, and the patrols of the new empire.

Because this guy will report this name every time he is caught for a petty theft, but every time the patrol team will remember it wrong, they will call him Prince of the Stars.

Quill glanced at Yondu, turned his head and walked to the cage in the corner next to it, smashed the smart lock with a single shot and opened the door.

"Quell? What are you doing?" Yondu asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Of course it's saving people." Quill said without looking back, and then approached the person lying on the ground trembling in the corner.

"Hey, it's over, you can go, grab the guard's gun..."

Quill's voice made the slave prisoner crawl into a corner like crazy, not daring to raise his head or make a sound.

"Quell?! Stop kidding, we're going to move on!"

"Okay, you go first, I will follow after I rescue them."

Yondu saw the mocking subordinates around him, and walked to Quill with an embarrassed face: "Is there something wrong with your horse riding? Show me clearly, they are slaves!"

"What about slaves?! They are individuals, and this will not affect the plan!"

"They don't have the will to survive at all, understand?! I didn't tell you how to soften your heart!"

"boom!!!"

"Uh ah ah—"

When Yondu and Quill were arguing, a sudden violent explosion blew up the walls on the third floor, and several mercenaries fell outside the cell door.

"Enemy attack!"