But Luke's voice came from the headset: "Give you a seat, rush out from here, turn left 200 meters immediately, and the Rockets are waiting for you to change their clothes."

Gamora was overjoyed: "Quille, run quickly."

Quill was blown away by dozens of meters, and he urinated faster: "I know, I know."

The two of them no longer delayed the time and rushed out of the hilly gap at the point Luke marked, and in front of them was a flat wasteland covered with heavy snow.

Sharply turning left at right angles, and the two rushed towards the Rocket two hundred meters away.

Before they could say anything, they heard a loud explosion sounding behind their backs.

The two of them flew dozens of meters away from the rocket's head.

Drax grabbed both hands and pulled the two off the ground.

The Rocket, who was ready to take a Thousand-Faced System with each hand, slapped the two of them.

Quill: "What is this..."

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions sounded behind the hills next to them, and the earth was shaking within a kilometer of kilometers and smoke and dust filled the sky.

The leading mercenaries were caught off guard and were swept up by the air waves, falling across the last hill, scattering around.

Rocket held his head with both hands, but shouted excitedly: "Big spoon, the C-fourth thing is really exciting. Go back and share some fun with me."

"No problem." Luke responded casually: "There are three or four hundred pursuers behind, and they are surrounded. You divided into two groups and pretended not to know each other."

The Rockets quickly signaled to Quill and Gamora, asking Drax to join them, and then took the Mantis girl onto the aircraft and flew for a distance.

At this moment, Quill had been transformed into a black uncle by the Thousand Face System, while Gamora was a brown hot girl.

In this way, the guards divided into both sides, from race to skin color, did not meet the previous configuration of Quill and the other two, and could completely achieve a mixed bag.

Although Luke can kill hundreds of pursuers behind him, he will attract more mercenaries and bandit gangs during this period.

At that time, if you kill thousands of guys who want to make a fortune in one breath, you will not be able to stop these people's impulse.

At that time, the plunderers might have to come forward to deal with him, so as not to make the scene too big and rumors that the planet is deliberately destroying "customers" will leak out.

For land owners, the truth and truth are not worth mentioning, and interests are the most important.

A few seconds later, the chaotic pursuers crossed the last hill.

They do not belong to each other, and of course they do not have unified command.

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the pursuers in the air and underground realized something was wrong: What about the human being?

Quelna's appearance is barely considered a "pretty talent", and Gamora's green skin is eye-catching.

Entering the interstellar era, any goggles or aircraft have an automatic lock reminder function, but at this moment, there is no target.

Of course, many people scanned the Thousand-faced system on the guards to block perspective, which was obviously wearing some kind of interference equipment.

But the same equipment is also found in many mercenaries - they also don't want to be locked in by others.

The shortcomings of the pursuers' lack of unified command were exposed again, and the scene could not be controlled for a while.

Luke noticed that several large teams with more than twenty people moved to the periphery, staring at the people in the circle.

Obviously, there are also smart people in the battle-hardened interstellar mercenaries.

They are all people who come to make a fortune. If anyone suddenly leaves the circle and runs out when the target disappears, it is definitely a big suspect.

Quill reminds everyone on the team channel: "Pay attention to the groups of people in the outer circle. They just stared at us and kept dragging us behind to let others die."

Luke: Sure enough, there are talents everywhere in this universe, and so are bad people.

Quill had just finished reminding that the teams seemed to have reached an agreement and turned on the external broadcast of the aircraft: "Everyone should be careful, don't leave the scene. The target changed its appearance, hid in the middle, ready to escape at any time."

People in the circle gradually understood this reminder.

The people they knew gathered together and looked at the strangers around them suspiciously.

Fortunately, most people are strangers to each other, and Luke and others can still get along.

"What should I do?" Gamora looked at the stable scene and knew that the situation would deteriorate quickly.

The number of people present is close to 500, and there are only one or two hundred latecomers who are truly doubtful.

As long as they compare and exclude the mercenary images recorded during the previous pursuit, they will not be able to hide their strange faces.

Luke: "Then let's call me to catch the thief! Rockets, come and prove that I am an accomplice of the Guard."

The guards were confused: "Ha?"

Luke explained his next performance: "Then I will try to silence you and take the opportunity to kill the people in the outer circle. After chaos occurs, you will find an opportunity to leave."

Rockets: "What about you?"

Luke hehe: "If you weren't here, I would have returned to the city alone. They wouldn't dare to bombard the city in a wild way, so just go back and wait for me."

Quill felt that this was a bit suspicious of abandoning his friend: "Or what if I stay and pick you up?"

Luke could only tell the truth: "Didn't you show your face if you haven't seen me? You dare to show up, and those who die today will be counted on you."

Of course everyone understands.

As long as they do not show up, the casualties in the future can be said to be black and black, or the consequences of a big melee, and the biggest blame will not fall on the guards.

Luke waited for a few seconds to let everyone have time to figure out the difference, and then he urged: "Okay, Rockets, start your performance soon."

The Rockets react very quickly, especially when they open their mouths and swear, and their mouths react faster than their brains.

"Damn it, that guy is in the same group with the guards. I saw him spending time with them." The dwarf suddenly jumped on the ground, pointing to Luke who was floating in the air in his flight suit.

Everyone subconsciously shifted their attention, and their eyes shone: "Who?"

"It's that purple-skinned bald man!" The dwarf seemed so anxious that he jumped on his feet.

The purple-skinned man who turned into Luke changed his expression: "Bastard, you frame me? Go and die!"

He moved, rushed to a small aircraft not far away, knocked away three people above, and snatched the rudder.

Biubiubiu!

The aircraft splashed out a fan-shaped energy bomb and hit the rocket...

Boom boom boom boom!

A dozen unlucky guys who were divided into three piles around the Rockets were immediately smashed into the sky.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Luke made a sharp turn and rushed towards the sky: "Bastard, this little dwarf must have been instructed by you, go to die!"

His goal is the largest number of three teams that control the overall situation in the periphery.

Faced with the raid, the team showed excellent tactical qualities and almost immediately turned the gun and swept towards Luke's aircraft.

This reaction is fast and correct, but it's a pity that I found the wrong opponent.
Chapter completed!