Chapter 651

"New guests have arrived," Ye Li said calmly.

Just as he finished speaking.

Whoosh—!

Whoosh—!

Two oval, egg-shaped small spaceships broke through the clouds and landed quickly not far away.

Ye Li turned his head and glanced at Star-Lord, who was still unconscious:

Leaving someone knocked out here like this didn't seem very good...

"Let's go first."

Ye Li placed his palm lightly on Alita's shoulder.

As light and shadow flickered—

Before Ronan's subordinates could walk out of their ships.

The two of them disappeared without a trace.

"The item is in his arms!!"

"Who are you people?!"

When Peter Quill (Star-Lord) slowly woke up, he saw a group of armed thugs rushing toward him aggressively...

He didn't have time to think about how he had been knocked out,

He grabbed the Orb and hurried toward the spaceship he had arrived in.

"Catch him!! Surround his ship!" Several Kree soldiers acted quickly, intercepting Peter Quill's path.

"It's Kree, damn it!"

Star-Lord's head, which had just been knocked, was now much clearer.

Moving with agility.

These soldiers couldn't stop him at all, and he watched as he boarded the ship—

"Bastard! Blow him down immediately!!"

Amidst the roars of impotent rage and the sound of gunfire.

Peter Quill's ship streaked across the sky...

Inside the ship.

"Hehe~"

Star-Lord happily stroked the Orb, "Got it; now it's time to go to Xandar to turn in the mission."

A few days later.

Xandar.

"Xandarians are all a bunch of losers.

Everyone is either busy doing boring things or doing useless work; it's truly pathetic.

Look at this guy, he even calls us criminals; having that hairstyle is the real crime."

Rocket held an instrument for scanning wanted criminals and scanned the crowd, while not forgetting to chatter and be sarcastic.

When he saw a little brat with flowing blonde hair being led by his parents,

He continued to complain, "What is this thing? Thinking he's so cool, having people help him walk, what's cool about that! If you've got the ability, walk yourself, little monster!"

"... Look at Mr. Smiley over there~ oh, where's your wife, old man... Hey! What is this thing?"

Rocket was chattering with relish when suddenly, in the lens of the scanner, a lively face appeared.

The girl's face had a pair of large eyes that were blinking, and she asked curiously, "What is it chattering about?"

Rocket habitually said another sentence, "A cyborg? Oh... look at this shiny silver shell, the taste is quite good; maybe I can take it apart and collect it."

"This seems to be..." The silver-bodied girl stood before Rocket, bending over to size it up.