Chapter 1179: 54. Raccoon Tree Man and Hunter (Part 2)

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In this dead, barren world, on a plain of dust.
Rocket raccoon, armed with heavy weapons, was standing on the edge of the handle of an impact pit, looking at the intruder at the bottom of the pit with a loud noise falling here.
That is a lady.
The height is very high, at least 1.9 meters.
Very good figure.
There is orange-red, long hair like flames.
Wearing a weird, golden and gorgeous helmet.
In his hand, he held a bizarre weapon with burning wings like burning wings, and long purple and red streamers wrapped around his neck and armor.
Her bare skin was full of blood, as if it had been torn apart by something sharp.
It looks rather miserable.
But she is still alive.
This can be seen from her undulating chest.
She breathed very hard, very fast, as if suffering some kind of terrible torture.
"Om"
The black ray gun in the hand of the rocket made a recharged sound. It held the gun in both hands, and it didn't mean to go forward to help. On the contrary, the grumpy little man pointed the gun at the mysterious woman at the bottom of the pit.
The raccoon is an interstellar mercenary.
It was born in an illegal laboratory in the South Galaxy, and is a test product of biotechnology.
Because of genetic modification, it is very smart and smarter than most humans on earth.
But after escaping from the laboratory, the Rockets have been living in the most dangerous and chaotic business of the stars.
The past experience leaves the furry raccoon with no pity.
Especially when its rich mercenary experience told it that the woman in front of me had a mysterious origin and was seriously injured. At the time when the treasure was about to be found, the raccoon did not want to cause trouble to himself.
"It can only be said that you are out of luck and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, girl."
The rocket whispered.
At the next moment, the ruthless raccoon pulled the trigger decisively.
"boom"
A scorching beam flew out of the muzzle and hit the bottom of the impact pit.
This gun is extremely penetrating enough to kill most of the humanoid life in the galaxy.
The term alien sounds very powerful, very cattle, but in fact, most of the extraterrestrial life is not stronger than the earth.
But something unexpected happened.
The rocket shot did not hurt the woman lying at the bottom of the pit, or did not make her injury worse.
The very penetrating ray hit the woman's armor, but failed to penetrate it, leaving only an ugly scratch.
"Ok?"
The rocket blinked its eyes, it looked at the gun in his hand, and then the weak woman who was seriously injured.
The next second, the unacceptable raccoon jumped out of the impact pit, carried his gun, and pressed the muzzle against the woman's bloodied face.
"boom"
It pulled the trigger again.
The rocket is ready to be covered with flesh and blood, and this close-up shot will cause such trouble.
Fortunately, the rays will not explode flesh and blood like bullets, so there will be no flesh and blood splashes.
But flesh and blood, at this distance, can not resist the shooting of high-energy rays, right?
"puff"
The weird voice came immediately, completely interrupting the rocket raccoon's fantasy.
It widened its eyes.
In front of it, a small wound appeared on the forehead's forehead, and her skin was melted a little by the rays...
But that's it.
"What monster is this?"
Rocket stared dumbfounded at the woman in front of her with a weak moan.
Two consecutive attacks did not hurt her again, nor awakened her from a coma. The situation remained in a weird situation.
Facts have proved that the bluffing gun in Rocket's hand is not enough to kill the mysterious woman in front of him.
It stands to reason that for normal people, seeing this situation, choose the best way to stay out of business.
Just leave this woman here and let her die in a serious injury, or recover little by little.
But the Rockets...
This grumpy raccoon doesn't look like a normal person at first glance.
"I won't believe it..."
The rocket mumbled and reached out to adjust the output frequency of the ray gun to its maximum.
A few seconds later, a light and shadow flashed in the impact pit, and after a few seconds, the light and shadow were lit again, and the frequency was getting faster and faster, mixed with the swearing sound of rocket gas.
After a few more minutes, as the rocket grabbed the bomb on the belt and was about to set up a large explosive trap, a familiar voice rang behind it.
"My name is Groot?"
Faced with the inquiry from the tree behind him, the rocket did not raise its head, and said in a harsh tone:
"Are you blind? Of course I'm trying to kill her! I don't believe this Hadron Bomb can kill her... eh? Why are you here? Didn't I let you dig the soil?"
The rocket looked up and looked at its partner.
The tree man grinned at it with a simple, pure smile. He raised his left hand, and between the vine extensions, a small thing was handed to the rocket.
In the intertwining of the green vines, there is a silver, metal ball the size of an adult palm.
The surface of the ball is covered with hollow patterns, which still seem to be stacked on top of each other, which has a feeling of artwork.
"My name is Groot."
The tree man pointed to his back and said something to the raccoon.
The next moment, the excited sound of the rocket sounded in the impact pit. It grabbed the round ball sent by the treeman with both hands. It screamed like it was holding the whole world:
"You have found it! God! Groot, you have done a great job! Our future is here! That happy future...I love you to death!"
The Rocket was like a real raccoon, stepping agilely on the vine and jumping over Groot's shoulder.
It grabbed the silver "cosmic spirit ball" in one hand and kissed wildly on Groot's cheek.
The tree man also kept a simple smile, and the rocket screamed with excitement turned a few times on the ground, just like dancing.
The excitement and joy of finding the treasure instantly dispelled the anxiety in the heart of the rocket.
It left the seriously injured woman behind.
Not just a poor woman.
Okay, let her lie here, if she can survive, let her continue to live.
"We should go, leaving this thing always feels like a long night."
The rocket carefully put the silver cosmic spirit ball into the pocket behind his waist. It jumped from the treeman's shoulder to the ground, carrying his gun, and walked in the direction of their storage shuttle.
As he walked, he wobbled a and white tail. He said to the tree behind him:
"We went to Shandal to sell this thing and then bought a newer ship."
"Go all the way to the earth, and never return to this damn, chaotic ghost place, the militant Cree are crazy, just after fighting the Skuru, they will fight against the Nova Army, really. ..."
"Huh? Groot?"
The raccoon talked a lot, but did not get a response from a good friend.
It instinctively felt that things were not good, it looked back...
Groot, a kind-hearted tree man, was half kneeling next to the comatose seriously injured woman, with a gentle, pitiful expression on his face.
It held the woman's head in one hand and raised it in the other.
Groot's fingers, composed of vines, extended something like a wooden thorn.
"No! Don't move her!"
The Rocket knew exactly how dangerous the seriously wounded woman was, but it just screamed, and the wooden thorn in Groot's hand fiercely and accurately penetrated the comatose woman's heart.
Visible to the naked eye, the light green energy extended along Groot's arm made of vines and rushed into the woman's body.
The woman's cheeks and her closed eyes also moved at this moment.
"Leave her! Groot!"
The raccoon felt a great crisis. With his backhand, he pulled out the ray gun behind him and ran towards the impact pit, trying to save his friend from the dangerous person.
Glut, with a blank face, heard the raccoon's warning. He raised his head, and there was still a simple smile on his face.
In this frozen picture, the woman in her arms opened her eyes.
White eyes without pupils...
"bass"
In the sound of thousands of birds screaming and weapons waving, a touch of golden fire, or sword light...
Flashed away.
Just like the sudden lightning, it filled every inch of space in front of Groot and the rocket.
Danger...
Super dangerous!
Extremely, extremely dangerous!
The kind of danger that can suddenly wake you up in your best dreams, tremble all over, hang up, or even wet the bed...
Ahhhh, this woman!
No, all women! Sure enough, it's troublesome!
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Ten minutes later, in the raccoon's shuttle.
The Rocket Raccoon with bandages on his arms sullenly examined the data of the shuttle and prepared to leave this world.
It is very miserable.
It looks like it was just taken out of the oven. The black and white hair on the body was burnt by two-thirds, and even the precious beard was burned.
Behind it, the tree man sat pitifully on his chair.
Groot lowered his head, the expression of a bear child who had done something wrong when he repented.
Shuren's condition is also bad...
Its arms are gone, like a perfect cut from the shoulder by a sharp weapon.
Fortunately, it is herbal life, as long as the vitality is still there, the severed arms will always grow out, and the speed is very fast.
In fact, the tree man was not only cut off his arms, but his small half of the body has been restored to its original state in more than ten minutes.
He raised his head and glanced at the rocket, and after seeing the gloomy face of the rocket, it quickly lowered his head again.
Well, the trouble this time was entirely caused by it.
Groot is also very smart, knowing that he is causing trouble to the Rockets.
big trouble...
"Is there no clothes that women can wear?"
A hoarse voice, accompanied by the sound of the cabin door opening, passed into the rocket's ears.
The bald raccoon turned around and saw a naked woman. Her orange-red hair and water-like flames were still covered with water droplets. Obviously, she had just finished bathing.
She showed her body so generously in front of the raccoon and shuren. The perfect body, the well-developed upper body, the healthy wheat-colored skin, and the red war-like stripes on her face.
The body was covered with a variety of wounds, and the wounds that had healed were stubbornly leaving scars, but those scars did not destroy the perfection of the body given by God.
Not ugly.
On the contrary, it added an indescribable heroic spirit to the body.
The mysterious woman who was rescued by Groot was on her hips, not caring about the rocket raccoon. She said in a hoarse voice:
"Male rabbit, let me ask you, is there no woman's clothes here?"
"You can wear your armor."
The Rockets are not the kind of guy who can't move after seeing a woman. Besides, this little man still has resentment in his heart.
Just now, just now, it was almost cut into pieces by this woman with that burning knife...
Just a little bit.
"I like my armor, it's a status symbol, and only the best hunters have it."
The woman didn't care about the resentment in the rocket's voice, she said:
"But when I'm not fighting, I will also pursue some gentler enjoyment, a loose robe, or I am so naked, I don't care..."
"what!"
Rocket reached out and patted his face. It said:
"There are clothes left by Mandy in the cupboard, please use them."
"Thanks, little rabbit."
The woman gave a pleasant laugh, and she turned to open the rocket locker, rummaging through the strange clothes.
"Where I come, I respect equal transactions, and there will be rewards for paying, and gratuities will have to be repaid."
The woman took out a long black dress, put it in front of her eyes, and shook her head critically.
While looking for clothes, she said to the Rockets:
"You saved me in this deserted place, I will give you two lives, this is my promise, oh, yes, my name is Angela, the best hunter in the kingdom of angels."
"I don't want you to repay anything."
The Rocket sat on its own bridge. It grasped the joystick. In the slightly shaking vibration, the small shuttle steadily flew from the hiding place, circled on the ground, and rushed towards the hazy sky of the world.
Without looking back, he said to the woman in the cabin behind him:
"We will put you on the Sundar star, then you will have nothing to do with us, everyone will go their own way, I have no interest in your past, you don't have to rely on us."
"I don't want to cause trouble to myself."
"Tumbling."
Behind the rocket, Angela found a loose white shirt and denim hot pants. She changed her clothes and sat on the seat.
she says:
"I like such a free and easy lifestyle. It seems that you are a smart little rabbit."
"Enough! I am not a rabbit, I am a raccoon..."
Rocket gritted his teeth and said:
"We can't afford you, can't beat you, but don't underestimate us, Groot and I also have strong friends... and more than one!"
Angela shrugged, and she obviously didn't care about the Rockets.
The eccentric woman looked at the smaller world behind her, she said:
"I am not malicious to you two, in fact, I still want to hire you and send me home, and I will pay."
"Hush!"
As soon as Angela finished speaking, the Rocket suddenly made a sound of forbidden sound.
The raccoon turned on the radar of the shuttle. The next second, a few conspicuous red spots appeared on the radar. The expression of the rocket became very ugly. It said:
"Why did the Cree's fleet suddenly appear here? And they are driving fast in this direction. Are they... are they coming for us?"
"Cree?"
Angela blinked her white eyes. She asked:
"Is it troublesome?"
"Super trouble!"
Rocket touched his purse with a cosmic spirit ball. It said:
"A group of arrogance, militants, the source of the chaos of these stars, but they are very capable of fighting, it is not a good experience to stare at them."
"Well..."
Angela stood up suddenly, she was lying behind the rocket's seat, she reached out and dialed on the rocket's ear, she said:
"So, you are in trouble, right?"
"Well, I will help you solve the trouble, and then you send me home, how? Fair trade..."
"Ok?"
The rocket looked up and looked at Angela. It said:
"I know you are very capable of fighting. I knew it from the sword just now, but you were injured. Can you deal with a battleship or even a fleet?"
"Of course not! Bunny."
Angela covered her mouth and yawned. She couldn't help it and said:
"I need enough rest to restore the fighting power. Go back to the world just now. It only takes a few days. When I rest, we will set off...go home!"
The female hunter said confidently to the Rockets:
"I am Angela, the chief hunter of the kingdom of angels! There is a lover in my family waiting for me to go back... nothing can separate her from me."
"It's just a fleet."
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