Hunter starting from Hunter World

Rocket! Are you planning to drive it to a war?

Allen's mouth twitched as he asked the little raccoon who was sitting on the ground tinkering with something and didn't know if it was a weapon or a bomb.

If these weapons appeared on a Kree warship, he would not find it inappropriate at all.

But the problem is that this is not strictly a battleship, but a vehicle used by bounty hunters to travel through space.

It felt like a group of mercenaries who were supposed to be driving pickup trucks or jeeps suddenly drove out a state-of-the-art heavy main battle tank.

Allen has never been to other planets, and he doesn't know how the rulers there limit the weapons equipped on the spacecraft.

But he can guarantee that on Xandar, such a spacecraft will never be allowed to dock at an official spaceport, or even approach the planet.

Otherwise, God knows whether these desperadoes will suddenly go crazy and pour terrifyingly powerful anti-matter bombs onto the ground.

Hahaha! If necessary, I will.

Rocket put down what he was doing, stood up and let out a burst of happy laughter.

After being poor all his life, he finally enjoyed the feeling of spending money like water in these few days.

Those good things that you couldn't afford in the past and could only be bought while looking at them are now available for purchase.

The logistics supply warehouse of the entire spacecraft, except for those where food, drinking water and daily necessities are stored, is filled with various weapons, equipment and ammunition.

The number and types are simply jaw-dropping, enough to equip hundreds of people.

Seeing that the little raccoon didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, Allen couldn't help but rubbed his brow and asked: Tell me, how much money do you have left?

Money? What money?

Rocket used the amnesia technique and blinked innocently.

Allen was not an idiot. He immediately realized that the 70 million had probably been spent. He rolled his eyes angrily: Don't act stupid with me! After buying the spaceship, you should still have 1,000 in your hand. Tens of thousands. Don't tell me that you exchanged all the remaining money for these weapons and explosives that you can neither eat nor drink.

I'm Groot!

The tree man suddenly stood up and made a small report.

Although the words that come out of his mouth are always the same, various meanings can be heard in the ears of those who can understand.

Especially Rocket, who had the closest relationship with him, immediately jumped up and shouted: Asshole! Are you betraying me?

I am Groot...

Don't make excuses! What you just did was betraying me.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Allen immediately stretched out his hand to stop it: That's enough! I don't care what you bought, just tell me how much is left.

Uh...are you sure you won't be angry? The little raccoon picked at his fingers guiltily.

Don't worry, I don't get angry that easily. What's more, the weapons and bombs you bought will be used sooner or later. Allen assured without thinking.

He was really curious as to how the other party spent more than ten million in such a short period of time.

You must know that this is not the paper money on the earth that is constantly hyperinflation, but a cryptocurrency endorsed by powerful forces behind it.

Even the sovereign currencies of many planets do not maintain their value and have more purchasing power than this kind of cryptocurrency.

Allen spent ten days on the black market, spending money like water, and barely spent around 100,000.

There are less than two thousand left... Rocket muttered quietly.

What?! Allen's eyes widened in surprise. Are you crazy? You bought so many materials to make various weapons and bombs! I seriously doubt that once the energy protection of this spacecraft is penetrated, the explosives inside will be enough to kill us all directly. Also, you should You didn’t even buy food and drinking water, right?”

The little raccoon replied very awkwardly: I'm sorry, I forgot. If you still have money in your hand, please help me pay it forward. The account will be recorded on my head first. When I make money in the future, I will pay it back to you. .”

Forget it! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have handed all the money to you in the first place. Allen held his forehead and sighed slightly.

He finally understood why this pair was so miserable before meeting Star-Lord.

Going to jail all the time is one aspect, but the speed of losing money is second to none.

Allen seriously doubted that even if he handed over the wealthy Sky City to the Rockets, this guy would be able to bankrupt it in a short time.

I don't know if it's because of genetic modification, but he always has an inexplicable obsession with powerful weapons and explosives.

No matter what you see, the first thing you always think about is whether it can be used to make weapons.

Obviously, this is a disease, a very serious mental illness.

The little raccoon's violent tendencies and bad temper are probably related to this mental illness.

After figuring this out, Allen quickly opened his personal terminal and spent tens of thousands in ordering a large amount of high-quality food, condiments and drinking water.

In the interstellar age, such daily necessities that do not require high technology are generally sold very cheaply. It only takes ten or twenty thousand to fill the supply warehouse, enough for three people to continuously sail in the universe for several months.

About two or three hours later, the final supply of living supplies was completely completed.

Looking at the fully equipped spacecraft, Rocket finally asked with great expectation: Where are we going to make a fortune now?

Here, see for yourself.

Allen didn't waste any time and directly handed the bounty about Star-Lord and the Cosmic Spirit Ball on his personal terminal to the little raccoon beside him.

After seeing the series of numbers, the latter seemed to think there was something wrong with his eyes, and hurriedly rubbed it with his furry little paws, confirming again and again that it was four billion, not 400,000 or 4 million. He suddenly gasped.

Hiss - my God! Am I crazy, or is the world crazy? Four billion! What on earth is the Cosmic Spirit Ball? It's actually worth so much money!

Four billion to get the cosmic spirit ball, ten million to capture Star-Lord alive. What do you think of this job? Allen asked with a half-smile.

Rocket replied excitedly: Great! This is a good job that suits our status as masters. As long as we finish this job, we can enjoy a life of debauchery for the rest of our lives. But I seriously doubt that this Does the guy who posted the bounty really have the ability to pay four billion?”

About this, I think you don't have to worry at all. Because as long as we find the cosmic spirit ball, whether it is sold to Thanos, to the Asgardians, or to the newly-emerged Her Majesty the Queen, everything will be fine. I can get about the same pay. Allen smiled and drew a pie for the little raccoon.

Then what are you waiting for? Let's get started! Where is our first stop? Rocket quickly rushed into the spacecraft and sat down in the driver's seat.

At that speed, it was as if he was afraid that Allen would snatch his own joystick.

After all, flying a spaceship is one of the few things he can feel happy and enjoy.

Fortunately, Allen didn't have much interest in flying a spaceship. He just found a chair and sat down. He spent 30,000 to buy a piece of news about Star-Lord's recent appearance, and ordered without raising his head: Let's go Ocon! It is said that Star-Lord and Yondu’s spaceship appeared near there.”

Roger! Engines one and two start! Guys, fasten your seat belts.

Rocket's grin and skillful movements launched the spacecraft and performed a series of complex operations with virtually projected keys.

In just a few seconds, the spacecraft left the black market of Xandar Star, directly jumped into space and disappeared into the endless deep space.

There is no doubt that Allen did not go directly to Morag, the location of the Power Stone, but planned to disguise himself as a bounty hunter chasing Star-Lord for money.

In this way, he can hide himself perfectly and seize the gems at critical moments, while also taking the opportunity to feel the true power of Thanos and Odin up close.

But what Allen didn't know was that not long after he left Xandar, the black market welcomed an uninvited guest.

She is none other than Nebula, one of Thanos' daughters.

Damn! Why did this dangerous woman suddenly come to our territory? The face of a black market leader suddenly became very ugly.

Be careful! Don't offend her, otherwise all of us will be in trouble. Another person in charge warned in a low voice.

For black marketeers who make a fortune by smuggling and selling contraband, Thanos is definitely the most unoffended force in the universe.

Because Thanos never likes to reason, nor will he be bribed with money, nor will he succumb to pressure from the outside world.

No matter who it is, anyone who offends him will be retaliated without mercy.

Especially the behavior of a lunatic who would immediately massacre half of the population as long as he captured a planet, but normal people would be frightened.

Just as the two of them were communicating quietly in private, Xingyun came closer under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, and clearly stated his intention.

Not long ago, someone here posted a bounty worth up to four billion. Now, my father wants to know who the person who posted the bounty is and what kind of forces are behind him.

Is the bounty of the Cosmic Spirit Ball released from here?! A person in charge opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he heard.

Forget about him, almost everyone around him was in a state of confusion.

You must know that the vast majority of them are just pure black marketeers, taking desperate risks in order to earn high profits.

Not to mention how outrageous the number four billion is, even if they have so much money, they will not exchange it for a cosmic spirit ball that they don't know what it is used for.

You really don't know? A trace of doubt flashed in Xingyun's eyes.

Because she could feel that these people didn't seem to be lying.

I really don't know! I swear! the person in charge quickly assured.

Didn't something unusual happen recently, or did some strange people come?

Nebula obviously refused to give up and wanted to get more useful information from the greedy black marketeers in front of her.

After hesitating for a long time, one of the black market merchants finally stood up and said: Some time ago, a strange guy did come. He claimed to be a bounty hunter, but he couldn't find any origins, and he also had extremely terrifying powers. His strength. The fall of Tus-El Prison is said to be his masterpiece.

What is this person's name? Where is he now? Xingyun narrowed his eyes and asked.

Sorry, we don't know his name. We only know that the mercenaries and bounty hunters gave him the nickname Blade. As for where he is, it's hard to say. A few hours ago, he drove a newly purchased The spaceship left Xandar and went to an unknown place.

In order to make the female evil star in front of him leave quickly, the black marketeer told all the information he knew.

After all, in his opinion, Allen's behavior these days is definitely abnormal, so he is the most suspicious.

let's go!

After getting the information he wanted, Nebula immediately took his men back to his spacecraft and began to use advanced detectors to search for the trajectories of all spacecrafts departing from the black market space port today.

Obviously, she mistook Allen for the person who issued the reward information.

He didn't even notice that the culprit was hiding in a dark corner, staring at him with a mocking look on his face.

This guy with a mysterious origin was holding an object that looked like a statue tightly in his hand.

If Allen were here, he would be able to recognize the dark magic aura emanating from that statue at a glance.

You don't need to ask to know that Sithorn, the god of the underworld, also secretly had a hand in it.

However, it is unknown whether this powerful dimensional demon is doing it for fun or to dig a hole for Allen.

…

On the other side, Star-Lord, who was far away at the other end of the universe, happened to see his exaggerated bounty and the cosmic spirit ball worth four billion through his personal terminal. He was frightened.

As a child raised by Yondu, he knows all too well that this price will definitely drive those bounty hunters, mercenaries, pirates and looters who regard wealth as their lives completely crazy.

So he didn't even dare to stay for a second, and secretly drove away in his own spaceship behind Yondu's back.

Star-Lord has no idea if these bounties were seen by Yondu and his crew, they would tie him up and sell them for a good price.

In fact, because Yondu often threatened to eat Star-Lord when he was young, he has always been seriously insecure.

As soon as there is any disturbance, you will immediately become very nervous.

What's even more interesting is that when Star-Lord slipped away, Ronan the Accuser chased after him and directly attacked Yondu and his predators.

This Cree man, whose mind is full of **** and racism, is undoubtedly a complete war maniac.

In his opinion, there is only one way to resolve disputes, and that is to completely eliminate his enemies through physical means.

However, Yondu was obviously not a vegetarian and immediately began to fight back.

The two sides launched a fierce battle around the orbit of the Ocon star.

Various powerful energy weapons continue to shine in the dark space, and small fighter jets and aircraft are destroyed every few minutes.