In Marvel: Too Many S-Class Talents to Use

The arms transformed into vines and wrapped around Drax's neck, tightening more and more.

Drax roared and tore the vines on his neck, pressing Groot's head hard, intending to hit him again.

"Crack!"

Rocket the raccoon standing by bared his teeth angrily, raised his gun and aimed it at Drax, ready to shoot him.

"stop!"

A green arm suddenly pulled Drax up.

Quill also stood in front of the rocket's gun:

"What are you doing?"

"This disgusting bug only knows how to talk nonsense!"

When Drax saw Quill coming, he loudly complained about his dissatisfaction with Rocket.

"That's just me!"

Drax was not satisfied and continued to attack with idioms:

"Arrogant and disrespectful!"

"So what? Call me a bug again if you dare? You want to laugh at me like everyone else, right?"

The Rockets had the weapon in their hands and showed no sign of weakness.

A guy with a head full of muscles can't take a joke and can turn hostile at any time. It's really enough that he can't take a joke!

"Are you drunk, Rocket? No one's laughing at you here..."

Quill tries to talk down the angry raccoon.

Don't be fooled by this guy's small size, he has a bad temper.

"He thinks I'm a brainless, inferior creature!

It’s not like I want to be like this...

It’s not like I want to be treated like this!”

The raccoon seemed to be reminded of sad memories, and his voice was angry and sad:

"It was torn into pieces over and over again, and then put back together again and again.

Become like this...

Such a little monster! ..."

"Rocket, no one called you a monster!"

Quill thought of the raccoon's bare back in Klin Prison, covered with experimental interfaces.

Knowing that Rocket had been subjected to horrific experiments, he felt pity and comforted him softly.

Rocket could no longer tolerate Drax calling him:

“He called me a bug!

He called me raccoon!

Let me see if you can still smile your damned smile after being shot, you ugly bastard!

He raised his gun and aimed it at Drax.

It caused panic among people.

Just kidding, hand-to-hand combat is a classic bar activity, and everyone can cheer.

If a weapon really gets into action, there's no guarantee that some unlucky guy will be hit by a stray bullet, and it might be me.

run.

In an instant, the area around the few people was quickly cleared.

Only Quill and Gamora were left standing between the two.

"No, no, no! Don't forget the 40 billion bounty, Rocket!

Come on, buddy!

If you can survive this terrible night, you will be rich!"

Quill thought quickly and reminded Rocket of the purpose of coming here.

Outstanding effect.

Listening to Quill's words, the anger in Rocket's eyes subsided for a moment, and he slowly put down his gun while panting:

"never mind……

But I can't guarantee that I won't kill all of you bastards after I succeed."

After hearing what Rocket said, Quill also got angry.

Pointing at the rocket excitedly:

"That's why you guys don't have any friends!"

Turning to look at Drax:

"Because whenever you meet someone, you're always thinking about killing them!"

Drax expressed his dissatisfaction:

"I followed you across half the galaxy to get here, only to find that Ronan is still far from dead!!"

He shook off Gamora's hands and walked away angrily.

Quill tried to call out to Drax, but was stopped by Gamora:

"Let him go, we don't need him..."

At this moment, the door behind Rocket suddenly opened, and a woman in a white sleeveless dress and purple skin walked out:

"Ms. Gamora, my master has ordered me to come and get you."

After saying that, he bowed and invited them into the passage.

On the way, Rocket was surprised by the mountains of goods piled up all around him:

"Oh, this place is really perverted..."

Because he saw that among the countless goods, there were quite a few animals.

Maid Karina explained:

"We have the largest collection in the entire galaxy, with all kinds of animals, styles, species... everything."

At this time, Rocket passed by a display case, inside which was a Labrador wearing a space suit.

He was baring his teeth at the rocket and growling.

How can the Rockets tolerate it?

Baring teeth and roaring back...

Soon, the maid led everyone to the center of the exhibition hall, turned around, raised her hands and said proudly:

"I would like to introduce to you Tanlia Tiwan, the Collector."

Tivan slowly turned around, took off his exaggerated glasses, walked up to Gamora, took her hand and brought it to his mouth:

"My dear Gamora, it is an honor to meet you in person."

Gamora is unimpressed by the Collector's false politeness:

"Forget the pleasantries, Tiwan, we have what you want."

Tiwan's eyes were attracted by Groot behind them, and he asked slowly:

"What...is that?"

"I'm Groot."

Groot knows the answer to this question and takes the initiative to answer it.

Collectors are very interested.

Even though his collection has reached a terrifying level.

There is no one as special as Groot.

He slowly approached Groot and said politely:

"Sir, please allow me to buy your body now...

Of course, you will belong to me only after you die..."

"I'm Groot."

Groot answered gently, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

The Rockets expressed doubts about Tiwan's approach:

"Why? Do you want to make him into a stupid chair?"

Tiwan didn't even look at the Rockets and blurted out:

"Is that your pet?"

"Frog fun?"

The Rockets refused to take it anymore and started to use their weapons.

Gamora stood between the two of them at the right time:

"We traveled across half the galaxy just to show you this ball..."

Invisibly resolved another wave of explosion of the Rockets.

"Very good, then, let's go and take a look at your goods..."

Gamora looked at Quill and motioned him to take out the orb.

Quill received the signal and immediately took out the spirit ball, but he didn't hold it firmly and let it fall.

He quickly squatted down, caught the spirit ball in mid-air, and handed it over naturally...

outside the bar.

Drax was a little depressed.

His mind was filled with images of his wife and daughter being brutally murdered.

The hatred surging in my heart instantly overwhelmed my reason.

Suddenly I heard a voice of a message not far away and walked over.

In a simple communications room, staff are dispatching cargo transportation.

Suddenly, a sharp knife was handed to him from behind his head, and Drax's hoarse voice sounded in his ears:

"Send a message for me..."

bottom of the lake.

There are undercurrents surging around Su Ming.

The tissue fluid surrounding the body turned from its original bright yellow to transparent and also lost its luster.

The energy contained in it continuously nourishes Su Ming's body.

Su Ming felt refreshed and couldn't help himself.

He didn't realize:

After devouring the consciousness of the god, his speed of absorbing energy increased dramatically.

There is such a large lake of tissue fluid, and it is unknown how long it will take to absorb it all.

Now a black hole has formed with him as the center, growing bigger and spreading rapidly.

The surge of energy even caused the tissue fluid to form a vortex, rushing towards Su Ming.

The cells throughout the body gradually turn golden under the impact of energy.