Chapter 2076 Begins Our Performance

It was Luke's voice that came from the headset: "I'll give you a spot, rush out from here, and turn left immediately for 200 meters, the rocket is waiting for you to change clothes."

Gamora was overjoyed: "Quell, run quickly."

With a bang, Quill was sent flying tens of meters away, and sped up his speed like hell: "I know, I got it."

The two didn't delay any longer, and rushed out of the gap in the hills at the point marked by Luke. In front of them was a flat wasteland covered with heavy snow.

Turning sharply at a right angle to the left, the two rushed towards the rocket two hundred meters away.

Before they could say anything, they heard a loud explosion behind them.

The air wave sent the two of them flying tens of meters away, almost flying over the rocket's head.

It was Drax who grabbed both hands and dragged them to the ground.

The Rocket, who was waiting, held a thousand-face system in each of his left and right hands, and patted them on them.

Quill: "What is this..."

Boom boom boom!

A series of explosions sounded behind the hills next to them, the ground shook within a kilometer, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust.

The mercenaries in the lead were caught off guard, swept up by the air waves, fell over the last hill, and scattered all over the ground.

Rocket held his head in both hands, but excitedly shouted: "Big Spoon, C Four is really exciting, go back and share some with me."

"No problem." Luke responded casually: "There are three or four hundred pursuers behind, and they have already surrounded them. You split into two groups and spread out, pretending that you don't know each other."

The rocket quickly signaled to Quill and Gamora to let Drax follow them, and then it took the mantis girl on the aircraft and flew a certain distance.

At this moment, Quill has been turned into a black-skinned uncle by the thousand-face system, and Gamora is a brown hot girl.

In this way, the guards divided into two sides, from race to skin color, did not conform to the configuration of the two Quills before, and it was completely possible to pretend to be fake.

Although Luke could kill hundreds of pursuers behind him, he would attract more mercenaries and bandit gangs during the period.

At that time, if you don't kill thousands of guys who want to get rich in one go,

I can't stop the impulse of these people.

At that time, the predators may have to come forward to deal with him, so as not to make the scene too big, and rumors that this planet is deliberately eliminating "clients" will flow out in the future.

For land owners, reason and truth are not worth mentioning, and interests are the most important.

A few seconds later, the chaotic pursuers crossed the last hill.

They do not belong to each other, and of course there is no unity of command.

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the pursuers in the air and underground felt that something was wrong: What the hell, where are people?

Quillna's appearance, which can barely be regarded as a "good-looking talent", and Gamora's green skin are very eye-catching.

Entering the interstellar era, there is an automatic lock reminder function on any goggles or aircraft, but at this moment, there is no target.

Of course, many people scanned and found that the thousand-face system on the guards was blocking perspective, obviously wearing some kind of interference equipment.

But the same equipment is also found on many mercenaries-they also don't want to be locked by perspective.

The shortcomings of the chasing troops without a unified command were exposed again, and the scene could not be controlled for a while.

However, Luke noticed that several large teams with more than 20 people moved to the periphery in unison, staring at the people in the circle.

Obviously, there are smart people in the battle-hardened interstellar mercenaries.

They are all people who come to make a fortune. When the target disappears, whoever suddenly leaves the circle and runs out is definitely a big suspect.

Quill reminded everyone on the team channel: "Pay attention to the group of people in the outer circle. They were the ones staring at us just now, and they have been dragging behind, letting others die."

Luke: Sure enough, there are talented people everywhere in this universe, and so are the bad guys.

After Quill finished reminding, those teams seemed to have reached an agreement, and turned on the aircraft's broadcast: "Everyone pay attention, don't leave the scene. The target has changed its appearance and is hiding in the middle, ready to escape at any time."

People in the circle were reminded by this and gradually understood.

People they knew gathered together and looked suspiciously at the strangers around them.

Fortunately, most of them were strangers to each other, and Luke and the others could still hang out.

"What should I do?" Gamora watched the scene stabilize, knowing that the situation would deteriorate rapidly.

The number of people present was close to five hundred, and there were only one or two hundred latecomers who were really suspicious.

As long as they were compared with the mercenary images recorded during the previous pursuit, they could not hide their strange faces.

Luke: "Call the thief to catch the thief! Rocket, come and testify that I am an accomplice of the guards."

Everyone in the guard looked confused: "Huh?"

Luke explained the next performance: "Then I will try to silence you and take the opportunity to kill the members of the teams in the outer circle. After the chaos occurs, you all find a chance to leave."

Rocket: "What about you?"

Luke hehe: "If you were not here, I would have returned to the city alone. They dare not bombard the city indiscriminately, so just go back and wait for me."

Quill felt that this was a bit suspicious of abandoning his friend: "Why don't I stay and pick you up?"

Luke could only tell the truth: "Didn't I show my face without seeing me! If you dare to show your face, everyone who died today will be counted on you."

Of course everyone understands.

As long as they don't show up, the casualties to come can be said to be black and white, or it can be said to be the result of a big melee, and the biggest blame will not fall on the guards.

Luke waited for a few seconds to give everyone time to figure out the difference, and then urged: "Okay, Rocket, start your performance."

The Rocket reacted very quickly, especially when he opened his mouth to swear, the reaction of his mouth was faster than his brain.

"Damn it, that guy is with the guards. I saw him with them." The dwarf suddenly jumped on the ground, pointing at Luke who was suspended in the air with his flight suit.

Everyone subconsciously shifted their attention, and their eyes lit up: "Who?"

"It's that purple-skinned bald man!" The dwarf seemed to be in a hurry, jumping his feet again and again.

Luke's purple-skinned man's complexion changed: "Bastard, you framed me? Go to hell!"

With a movement of his body, he rushed to a small aircraft not far away, knocked into the air the three people on it, and grabbed the rudder.

Biubiubiu!

The aircraft splashed out a fan-shaped energy bomb, hitting the side of the rocket...

Boom boom boom!

The dozen or so unlucky guys who were divided into three piles around the rocket were immediately thrown into the sky.

Luke didn't wait for everyone's reaction, the aircraft made a sharp turn and rushed towards the sky: "Bastard, this little man must have been ordered by you, go to hell!"

His goal was the one with the largest number of the three teams controlling the overall situation in the outer air.

Facing the surprise attack, this team showed excellent tactical skills, and almost immediately turned their guns and swept towards Luke's aircraft.

This reaction was quick and correct, but it was a pity that he found the wrong opponent.

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