Marvel middlemen

Chapter 442 442. I don't know the goods!
"Sorry, three Kings!"

"FK!"

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, Rocket heard a native dialect that Quill often said, which was a very vulgar word.Thinking about how simple it was back then, it would pay attention to the occasion when speaking, let alone such things as dirty words.

Don't pay attention to the occasion until it meets Quill, even if it takes a shit, it will have to scold this trash a few times.

[What are these people looking at? 】

In the restaurant, a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents surrounded by three floors and three floors outside did not know what the hell was going on, and the two disappeared door gods also stood at the outermost periphery and looked inside with guns behind their backs.

"Help me down, Groot."

Rocket was very curious, and quickly asked his little friend to lift it up.

The rocket, which rose several times, finally saw something surrounded by a crowd, a table plus three people.

Ok?
Isn't that a little bald head?
The most conspicuous bald head among the three was instantly noticed by it, and Sitwell was standing by the table at this time and was constantly distributing playing cards to the people on the left and right.

The rocket recognized this thing, and Quayle said it was a kind of earth entertainment, and it could also be used for gambling.

To tell you the truth, it hasn't beaten Quill even once in playing cards.

The guy with white hair at a young age is very powerful. Rocket can see that this guy is a ruthless guy just by looking at the pile of banknotes on his desk!

The man opposite him, Rocket, also knows him. He is the director of the logistics department of S.H.I.E.L.D., and he is rich.

"What a fat sheep."

What it said inadvertently caused the supervisor to turn his head and glared, and he didn't know how the other party heard it.
"I don't believe your hole card is Ace! Three hundred!" The middle-aged man's ferocious expression combined with an ear injury made him look even more terrifying.

Ouch--!

Everyone exclaimed, the head of the logistics department is really rich.Everyone played with Dante for one yuan, two yuan and five yuan, but this big guy made a different move, three hundred at a time!

"Hehe. Sorry, my hole card is really an ace."

Snapped!
Following the opponent's meaningless slow motion tossing cards, the straight waist of the logistics supervisor instantly collapsed on the chair.

opponent's four aces
"As expected of a young man who claims to be the God of Gamblers, I am convinced that I lost." After taking a few breaths, the executive couldn't help asking before leaving his seat, "Who is the God of Gamblers?"

Dante, who was wet and counting money, looked up and said two words: "Gao Jin."

Gao Jin!

This is a Chinese name?The logistics supervisor and the onlookers silently memorized this name, and when they meet one day, they must learn a trick or two from each other.

【Gao Jin? 】

Um.
The Rockets thought carefully, if it could ask Gao Jin, the god of gamblers, to teach it something, then Quill's undefeated record would become a total defeat record!
But the God of Gamblers can't be found now, isn't there a little God of Gamblers here?

Seeing that the agents dispersed after finishing the show, Rocket jumped from Groot's hand and onto the table: "I made a lot of money."

swipe swipe~
Dante, who was counting the banknotes, glanced at Rocket and hummed, then handed a hundred-dollar bill to Sitwell who was waiting beside him.

The indifferent attitude of the other party makes it feel a little strange. Logically speaking, if it is the first time for a normal earth person to see it, they should be shocked by their appearance first.

When Rocket sneaked out of the Trident base to go out to buy something to eat, all the people on Earth he met were not frightened.

Looking at the other party's unique outfit, Rocket has doubts about his identity:
"Are you an Earthling? Or a mercenary?"

Perhaps because the Rockets were too annoying, Dante did not answer the other party's question.

He pulled out a ten-dollar bill from the pile of dollar bills he had organized, then got up and walked to the automatic locker.

?

Rocket felt a little annoyed at being ignored by others, but in order to hang Quill on the poker, it still licked its face and followed.

Seeing this, Sitwell, who put all the tables and chairs back in place, shook his head, turned and left the restaurant.

Groot didn't know what the rocket wanted to do, it stood blankly at the original position, looked at the rocket and greeted people and was ignored by it.

"Your poker skills are very good, I think we can make a deal." Speaking of his own thoughts, Rocket looked at the opponent carefully from bottom to top.

If the other party was a mercenary, it would make sense for what he was wearing. The stain on the red coat that could not be washed off and the old gloves on his hands were similar to those of a mercenary.

And they are generally very sloppy, and they like to wipe everything on their bodies after eating.In particular, messy hair and beards have almost become symbols of these people.

Although the hair of the guy in front of him seems to have been taken care of, but the stubble can't be called a panic.

Click. Bark——
Gululu, hiccup~~~ah.
Clang.

A bottle of soda was finished by Dante in less than half a minute.After belching contentedly and throwing away the empty bottle, he knelt down and touched Rocket's furry head and said, "OK, what deal do you want to make?"

"I want to learn your poker skills, and this is the reward." Without slapping the opponent's evil palm away, Rocket lowered his head and took out a golden tube from his small bag.

The palm-sized small glass tube contained traces of golden things, and it still emitted light.

"It's very beautiful, but unfortunately I can't use it." Dante said honestly, this thing is not as practical as a few hundred dollar bills for him.

As if hearing some funny joke, Rocket cheerfully explained to the ignorant mercenary what was in his hand: "It is the energy battery of the Sovereign family, and one is worth tens of thousands! You ignorant person actually Say it's beautiful! Hahahaha!!!"

The rocket didn't hand over the bag of energy batteries. Apart from the part on the spacecraft, it also contained a few of these valuables in its backpack.

"."

Seeing the little guy covering his stomach and laughing happily, Dante pinched the other's ear with one hand and lifted it up: "Unless you exchange this shiny thing for money, I won't accept it."

"Let go of your dirty hands!" Rocket didn't pay attention to what the other party was saying at all, it only cared about how to struggle out of the other party's hands.

The grinning little guy's eyes flickered, and his sharp claws stretched out to scratch Dante's face.

"Huh, you still want to disfigure me." Dante, who was full of smiles, stretched out his hand and threw the rocket at Groot, who was approaching aggressively.

thump!
Groot, who was afraid that his companion would be injured, didn't even try to hide, so he took the raccoon's throwing object.As a result, it sat down on the ground, the rocket in its arms clutching its head and screaming in pain.

(End of this chapter)