The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 358 Spoiler for a moment ([-])

After these words, the spaceship suddenly fell silent.

Peter Quill was driving the spaceship. After some extreme operations, he finally felt a little less stressed. Only then did he notice the passage of time and the unprecedented silence.

He quickly turned his head and took a look.

Deadpool sat upright, with a serious posture.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

It wasn't that he was sloppy and took the initiative to start the topic, but that Deadpool's state really made him feel abnormal.

As a person with supernatural powers, it must be special to be able to obtain the status of the champion in the arena of the battle of champions where there are many races.

Maybe he felt an unprecedented danger?
Peter Quill also became tense unconsciously. He adjusted the sensitivity and range of the detection radar of the spaceship to the highest level, keeping an eye on the wind and grass, not daring to relax in the slightest.

And all of this happened in just a few seconds.

After doing all this, before Peter Quill could let go of the huge rock in his heart, he heard Deadpool say, "I'm waiting for your next change of direction."

"****!"

He cursed expressionlessly, and secretly made up his mind that during this voyage, no matter how hard, tiring, dangerous or boring, he would not say a word to this person.

"From your words, I feel your pressure."

Deadpool said solemnly: "Swearing is not good, although it can vent emotions, it will make people look ugly.

You should smile more.

Originally your face is scary, if you distort it again, I don't think you will ever find love in your life, even if you wake up late at night to pee, you will scare yourself when you look in the mirror.

Or, do you need a pair of headgear?
First of all, I will not lend you my headgear. Of course, if you imitate it, you need to pay me the patent fee.

and also,……

......"

Deadpool started his half-hour-long chatter, during which he rarely even took a breath, and, maintaining the previous posture, did not move.

"yawn."

As he spoke, he dozed off a little.

"It must be that this journey is too boring."

Outside the window, energy beams of various colors dotted the dead starry sky, squeezing the flight space of the Milano.

He turned a blind eye to it, "Whenever I want to sleep, I start thinking about the old days.

do you know?

When I was a kid, I had a lot of fun, and I used to play tricks on people around me to get attention.

What have I done?
That's too much, do you want to hear it?

I'll think about it first.

By the way, you are really a good person, even if you are disfigured now, I think so.

Because when you're on a boring trip trying to find someone to listen to, and he happens to show up, it's like when you're done in the bathroom and there's no toilet paper, and the guy next door is friendly Handed you a roll.

Oh, this feeling is so romantic, it gives me the urge to poop.

Hi, I forgot to ask you, is there a bathroom on your spaceship?
Is it directly discharged like an airplane, or is it stored?
Ah, speaking of which, I have also seen a lot of weird races. Tell me, is there a race that uses feces as a currency system?

Hahaha, you must have never heard of it, because neither have I.

You must be very surprised, right?
Even the omniscient master Ben has information that he doesn’t know. Let me tell you, this is actually quite normal. I am a very humble person. Although I like money very much, I will never fight with those smelly people. dealing with people.

Oh, this is a smelly message. Maybe you turned too fast before, and the sequelae just broke out now. Excuse me, do you have a plastic bag?I want to throw up..."

"To shut up!"

Peter Quill couldn't bear it any longer and yelled, "Don't get any of your excrement on my spaceship!"

"It's inhumane of you to do this."

Deadpool trembled: "Who tied me here..."

"Can't you just sit there for me in a good and quiet way!"

Peter Quill spoke quickly: "Even if you can't help but want to talk, can I trouble you to say something meaningful?
We're on the same ship now, and if the ship blows up, you'll never get to Earth. "

"Are you worried that I'll get lost? Or are you threatening me?"

Hearing the words, Deadpool suddenly became serious again.

"whatever you think."

Peter Quill said: "Look, I've been off Earth for many years, so I don't care how much of what you say is true or not.

What you have described in your mouth, what X-Men, what mutants, what Marvel Universe, I don't know, and I'm not interested.

I repeat, I only care about three things.

First, who is my father?

Second, where is Wang Lun?

Third, revenge.

Deadpool, I don't want to waste all my last hope for you in those nonsense. "

Panting, he continued: "I don't know how long I can last on this voyage, but before the earth gives me feedback, I will never bring disasters to the earth.

And when I can't support it anymore, you may be able to survive, relying on your immortality.

But I believe that there must be a restraint in the universe, and the pursuers behind you may have this.

So, you have nothing to be proud of. "

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Deadpool clapped his hands and applauded, "Our little Star-Lord is angry, it's scary.

You must have never heard such a saying on the earth: a serious man is cool! "

"I've never heard of it."

Peter Quill had been facing the sea of ​​stars. At this moment, the sharply constricted pupils seemed to have broken the focal length, and they did not return to their original shape for a long time.

Beside his ears, Deadpool was still underestimating, but he didn't listen at all.

Star Lord?

It's been a long time since anyone called themselves that.

Since making a deal with Wang Lun, the name "Star Fox" has gradually replaced Xingjue as the new identification code that he uses among the major forces.

However, that's not the point.

The point is, from the moment he met Deadpool and dealt with him, he had never used a code name in self-introduction and communication. How did he know, even know his code name a few years ago?

A huge question mark lay across his heart, and Peter Quill concentrated his mind to deal with the negligence caused by his trance first, accelerate the spaceship, and use the sudden change in speed difference to avoid the danger in a few seconds.

However, this time, the Milano was not as "lucky" as before.

Among the energy beams all over the sky, there are always a few or dozens of them, which will penetrate the spaceship one by one in the process of avoiding along the way—Peter Quill calculated the overlapping trajectories of the two, no matter how advanced his driving skills are, the spaceship The situation of being destroyed is still inevitable.

(End of this chapter)