Star Lord clapped his palm and hammered the forehead. He was punched by Thanos in the face, his helmet was blown out, and his brain was still muddy, which may be caused by a concussion accompanied by slight amnesia.

The other Guardians of the Galaxy woke up one after another, becoming familiar with each other, often lingering in prisons of various empires in the universe, and they quickly calmed down.

The Rocket Raccoon looked around and felt that he was insulted because the distance between the railings was so large that he didn't need to go sideways, so he walked out directly.

"Quille, wait for me for a while and I'll go outside and steal the keys." Rocket Raccoon said angrily, without the joy of successfully breaking out of prison.

"Wow, wow, wow, raccoons can actually talk. It turns out that you are not a pet!" The little spider kept his head stuck, looking incredible.

The Rocket Raccoon gave him a blank look and was unwilling to pay attention to Spider. It was very puzzling why there were such funny people in Thanos' prison.

Watching the Rocket Raccoon tiptoe to the outside of the prison, the little Spider began to get close to Star Lord, hoping that the other party would pull him when he escaped from prison.

"Man, are you an Earthling?"

"No, I'm from Missouri."

"If you refer to Missouri, America, then you are the Earthlings." The conversation was a little confused, but the result allowed Spider to see hope of escape from prison, and he met his fellow Earthlings.

"I'm Peter Parker, you can call me Spider-Man."

"Peter Jason Quill, nicknamed "Star Lord"!"

The more the two funny guys named Peter talked, the more they felt that the other party had a good temper. When they learned that everyone had a common enemy, Thanos, the Star Lord expressed generously that the Rocket Raccoon would steal the key later and take him away.

Bang!

The prison gate was pushed open, and a team of alien soldiers walked in with guns. The person in front was carrying an alloy cage with rocket raccoons locked inside.

The alien soldiers left, and the Rocket Raccoon changed into a small single room, hung by an iron chain, hanging in the air in the corridor.

Little Spider: "..."

"Rocket, what are you doing? Don't tell me, you're going out just to get them to change your suite?"

Star Lord knew that his teammates would sometimes be very tricky, but they had to be separated. He just recognized a little brother and patted his chest to ensure he could escape from prison. It took only a long time before he was slapped in the face.

"Shut up, Quill, you don't know at all. I just pushed open the door and there were more than a thousand guns pointing at me outside." Rocket Raccoon was also very depressed.

"Now, we're going to spend some time here." Star Lord had no choice but to spread his hands, and visioned several teammates, and suddenly found that one person was missing.

"Guys, who have you seen Gamola?"

"No, I woke up and didn't see her."

"Sorry, I don't know anything. I was the first person to faint. Maybe she ran away, and it's more likely that Thanos left her a princess suite. You know, she's different from us."

The unscrupulous teammates chattered about various possibilities. Star Lord was very troubled by hearing it. Now he just wanted to escape from prison and find Gamola as soon as possible.

Click!

With a light sound of the single door lock opening, Stark walked out calmly, and a ball of metal flowing in his palm constantly changed shapes, opening the prison doors of Doctor Strange, Steve, and Black Widow one by one.

The most troublesome thing was the little spider. His head was stuck very dead. In the end, he successfully escaped by black widow teaching some tricks. Several Avengers gathered together to discuss how to escape from this planet. The first step was to leave the prison.

"There are many guards outside the door, so we must make a good plan for the combat." Stark rubbed his temples with annoyance. There was only a small piece of armor left beside the blood. The energy provided by him was not enough to change into a weapon. In other words, he can do nothing but slip through the door and pick the lock.

Not only him, but the equipment on the other few people was also removed. Steve's shield, Black Widow's props, Doctor Strange's cloak and magic props were all left. The most miserable Doctor Strange, his magic power was sealed by Thanos himself, and Stark could still pry a door, and he was simply a drag.

Without the two main combat powers of Stark and Doctor Strange, Steve and Black Widow are unarmed. The only one among the five who has combat power is the funny Spider.

"That's bad!" Stark shook his head and sighed. The reality once made him desperate.

"Mr. Stark, you should believe me." Spider said dissatisfied, feeling that his father was discriminating against him.

"Boy, I believe you, so I say that."

At this moment, Star Lord hammered the alloy railing and shouted loudly: "My dear fellow Earth, do you need help?"

"Help!? Are you sure we are the ones who need help?" Stark pointed to the iron railing, which means it goes without saying that you can't even escape from prison. What kind of decent help can you provide?

"This iron fence does not represent anything. The more people at this time, the better. You need our strength, don't you?" Star Lord gave a look at his little brother Spider-Man.

"Mr. Stark, I think he said very well..."

"Stop, boy, shut up. From now on, I don't want to hear you send a word." Stark interrupted Spider, exchanged glances with Steve and the other two, and continued to ask Star Lord: "Who are you?"

"Guardians of the Galaxy!"

"What a shame..."

"Wow, this name is so cool!" Spider exclaimed, and then faced his father's angry eyes, he silently made a zipper on his lips.

"If I let you out, what can you do? Or, what are you good at?" Stark changed his question.

"Murder and robbery!" The mantis girl.

"Black eating and drinking!" Drax.

"We can afford to pay, we can take on all our work." Rocket Raccoon.

"iamgroot!" tree man Groot.

Star Lord smiled awkwardly: "That's right, that's it, we are professional."

Stark: "…"

In the end, Stark released the Guardians of the Galaxy. Although he didn't expect much from this group of people, it would be better if multiple people were more capable and a few more cannon fodder blocked the gun hole.

A group of people gathered in the corridor. Stark clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and said, "Listen, maybe this is our first time today and we will never have any intersection in the future, but this time we must work together."

Stark first came to an ideological education, and the scattered Guardians of the Galaxy made him extremely worried: "I have a plan, there is only one opportunity, and I hope everyone will strictly follow the plan."

"Brother, when it comes to planning, what we are most not good at is to act according to the plan. But don't worry, I have a plan here, and it's absolutely perfect." Star Lord raised his eyebrows, and in full view of everyone, he reached out to unzip the zipper on his crotch and took out his treasure.

An old game console!

This game console, which was transformed by Rocket Raccoon, has a very comprehensive function and can be used as a remote signal transmitter. Because it was brought out from Earth when Star Lord was a child, it is of great significance. He is very fond of this game console.

"Quille, you're so awesome. Where did you hide it? I even pried away the dentures with bombs. Why didn't they find this game console?" Rocket Raccoon fryed the game console and began to activate continuously on the buttons.

Is there another dimension hidden in your crotch?

Everyone was stunned, especially Doctor Strange, whose magic props were not as good as a pair of big shorts, and he felt that he was targeted.

Star Lord was proud, even if there were ladies present, he couldn't help but look up: "Of course I can't tell you where I hide it. This is a secret. I have special skills."

Stark covered his face, and there were ten thousand MMPs in his heart. I don’t know which one to start, and he was becoming less and less confident about escaping from this planet.

"Listen, man, don't worry. I know a super awesome pervert. You may not believe it when you say it. I saw him beat Thanos with his own eyes. My plan is to send him a distress signal through a transmitter, and then wait for him to save us." Star Lord said that he would hug his thighs if he had thighs. It was too dangerous to escape from prison at risk of his life. What if he ran into Thanos when he went out?

"Quille, your plan may be dead. This game console is out of power." Rocket Raccoon twitched for a while, then looked up and said seriously.

“hat?”

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