A foreigner's journey

Hearing the unfamiliar voice coming from behind, the Guardians of the Galaxy turned around stiffly.

I saw that the man sitting in the captain's chair had lifted his cartoon eye mask, and slowly stood up while rubbing his temples.

"A bunch of unscrupulous little thieves dare to steal my ship without even looking at their level?"

They didn't notice it when he was sitting. When he stood up, everyone realized that this man had a tall and straight figure, and a cool scimitar at his waist. Matching the retro-style pirate captain's outfit, he gave off a sense of oppression without anger or self-power. ...clang!

The man slipped and fell directly behind the captain's chair. Several wine bottles rolled past the back of the chair.

Seeing the rare opportunity, several people immediately ran towards the gate, but were forced to stop after just a few steps.

The ceiling and walls of the bridge opened one after another, revealing a large number of gleaming machine guns, which were pointed at the Guardians of the Galaxy.

"I asked you... hiccup! Did I ask you to leave?"

A hand holding a simple flintlock gun poked out from behind the captain's chair. The black muzzle of the gun glanced back and forth twice, and then stared at the Guardians of the Galaxy from a distance.

"Misunderstanding! It's a complete misunderstanding!"

Star-Lord's mind changed rapidly, and he immediately raised his hands and said loudly:

"Give me a minute, no, thirty seconds to explain all of this! Please!"

Bang! There were two more crisp sounds of wine bottles and boots colliding together. The 'captain' held up the flintlock gun with one hand and supported the armrest of the captain's chair with the other hand, and reluctantly climbed up.

He first held on to his slightly crooked captain's hat, then bent down to pick up a wine bottle and shook it. Two thick and black eyebrows that looked like seagull wings were raised high: "Aha! There is actually half a bottle of overnight wine. , Great! Well, for the sake of this bottle of overnight wine, I’ll give you some time to explain.”

Star-Lord clasped his hands together: "Great, you are so generous and kind..."

"Well, the time is up until this bottle of wine is finished. Get ready...start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the captain raised the bottle and raised his neck and began to drink. At the same time, he pointed the gun at Star-Lord twice, indicating that he could start talking.

"Ah? I, I..."

Star-Lord was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a second before he came back to his senses. The crisis of survival forced him to unleash his survival instinct and spoke quickly:

"We are mercenaries who have just received a distress signal. We follow Article 3 of the Mutual Assistance Clause of Space Residents. We drove a spaceship here and wanted to provide rescue, but we saw a large group of space pirates being wiped out. Then we saw your treasure ship drifting in the space. I'm afraid that your spaceship's engine will be damaged in the crossfire, so we risked rushing into the spacecraft to help the crew repair the engine and provide rescue. Please, this is definitely the longest sentence I have ever said in my life. If I continue, I will advance. He suffocated to death in one step, so please keep these cute machine guns away from us, okay Gamora, hold on to me, I'm going to faint..."

After Star-Lord said this, his face turned purple and he almost fainted due to lack of oxygen. Fortunately, he was supported by Gamora next to him.

Drax quietly gave Star-Lord a thumbs up.

The man dressed as a captain was also a little dazed after hearing this. He threw the empty bottle aside and made a clanging sound. His left hand, covered with jewelery rings, rested on the handle of the scimitar at his waist. He strode towards the Guardians of the Galaxy and the others. .

As she got closer, Gamora noticed that this man actually looked very attractive, but he was a bit slovenly and smelled strongly of alcohol.

"You guys... say you are mercenaries? Then you won't rush to punish me for those space pirates with a sense of justice, right?"

The captain raised his finger and pointed randomly at everyone, squinting his eyes with a look of disgust:

"Hey, I hate those sanctimonious people who claim to be righteous the most, don't you?"

Three people and one raccoon shook their heads quickly.

"No, are you Rocket?" "How could I be, you Gamora?" "Of course not, I hate those kind of righteous people the most. Drax?" "Ouch!"

The captain raised his pistol, put the muzzle of the gun into the brim of his hat and rubbed his scalp, "Then do you think those space pirates who want to rob me should also die?"

"Damn it, of course it's damnable. These guys deserved their death for bullying men and dominating women!" Everyone echoed incessantly.

The captain raised his eyebrows and stared at everyone with obvious drunkenness. After a while, he suddenly had a satisfied smile on his face and casually stuffed the flintlock gun into his waistband:

"Okay, I believe you."

Three people and one raccoon breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Star-Lord patted his chest with a sneer on his face: "Then we won't disturb your drinking pleasure. Please allow us to leave first..."

"Excuse me? Where are you going?" The captain swayed to the captain's chair and sat down, yawning so loudly that Gamora could even see the two gold teeth in his mouth.

Star-Lord secretly thought something was wrong after hearing this tone, and hurriedly said: "Our little spaceship is still waiting outside. To be honest, there are children in the spaceship, so we can't wait too long."

"Oh, you're talking about that little broken spaceship parked in front of the cabin door? It has been pulled into the parking cabin by the mechanical arm a long time ago, and it is probably almost dismantled now."

The captain had just picked up a wine bottle and was shaking it around, but suddenly his movements froze: "Uh, did you just say there was a child in it?"

Rocket Raccoon was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly rushed towards the captain angrily: "You bastard! Groot is still in the spaceship! I'm going to kill you!!"

Not only Rocket Raccoon, but the other three people also drew their weapons and angrily charged towards the captain.

But the spacecraft moved faster, and a large number of cables shot out from all corners, tying up the four people and unable to move. More cable machine guns raised their muzzles like pythons and aimed at the four people one after another.

Star-Lord struggled hard but couldn't get away at all, tears streaming down his face: "Groot...bastard, what have you done!"

He now regrets extremely why he was driven by greed and came to take advantage of this. It was his greed that killed Groot, his companions, and himself.

At this moment, a childish shout suddenly came from the distance: "I am Groot!"

A small tree man ran towards the crowd at high speed, his short legs flying very fast.

"Groot!" The four of them shouted in shock and joy.

"Hahahaha! The mermaid in charge of the inspection said that there was an interesting gadget in the spacecraft, so he brought it up."

The captain laughed and waved his hand, and the cable immediately retreated, freeing the four people.

Then he raised his hand to stop the four people from apologizing to him, and said lazily:

"You can't escape the death penalty and you can't escape the penalty of death. Even if you talk nonsense, it won't change the fact that you are here to be spaceship thieves.

So, your little broken spaceship has been confiscated, and the four of you...well, 4.5 people, will temporarily stay on the new Nautilus as handymen. Whoever performs well will be selected as a trainee crew member. "

The captain gave the verdict to the Guardians of the Galaxy with a smile. He just raised the bottle and blew on it twice, then thought of something and looked at the dejected Guardians of the Galaxy:

"By the way, remember the name of your great captain. Just call me——

Captain Nemo! "