Saiyans adopted by Thanos

Jennifer pulled her chair back and couldn't stand still, and almost knocked her head on the corner of the table.

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"Are you people in the Centaur galaxy so edible?"

Jennifer, who was seated again, held the wine glass and took a sip of her favorite wine.

Originally, as the rebel army, they didn't have much money in their pockets. As the leader of the rebel army, she had to struggle for a long time every time she went out to order a dish.

This is a good one, and the food in the tavern is emptied.

Over the years, I set a good example, eat frugally and use the remaining money to directly account for one-tenth of the money.

Jennifer looked sad.

They are not vainly trying to accept foreign forces in the guise of rebellion. If there are surpluses in the annual year-end summary, it is simply a good thing worth beating.

This is still based on the fact that their armaments are either robbed or stolen.

The rebels without the support of foreign capital are not as smart as outsiders think.

"Is this a lot?"

Beckett squinted and asked rhetorically.

He has always eaten like this since he was little, is it a lot?

Obviously this group of people eat too little by themselves.

"Forget it."

Suddenly remembering the prince who seemed to be the entire Centaur galaxy in front of him, Jennifer waved his hand sullenly, feeling that she still rarely had too much communication with this kind of improper dog family who did not know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Can be pissed off.

"Let's talk about business, just because the boss wants to get food."

Jennifer forcibly changed the subject.

Originally I wanted to talk while eating, but this is a hammer.

"I have contacted the teacher, and I will take you to see him in three days. Then, if the teacher agrees, we will go directly to the Gaffa Control Center, where Robin lives."

With the infinite gems in the hands of the teacher, plus the two infinite gems in Beckett's hands, the power of the three infinite gems combined, Jennifer did not believe that Robin could not die!

"It doesn't matter."

Out of confidence in his own strength, Beckett is not in Jennifer's arrangement.

All he thinks now is whether he can really find the soul gem after this transaction is over.

And, the power gem hidden in this woman.

Looking up and drinking, Jennifer's blond hair came into Beckett's eyes through the bottom of the glass.

Woz's panel has been analyzed very clearly, the power used by this woman should have come from the power gem among the six infinite gems.

[Father should be very happy to bring back two infinite gems at once.

While drinking the wine, the chatter in Jennifer's ear gradually disappeared, and Beckett fell into thought.

Speaking of it, the six infinite gems, mind, and reality are already in his hands. The soul gem has a map, and the power gem is in the hands of this rebel leader. The space gem is in Asgard according to Malekiss. Odin's hand.

What about the remaining gem of time?

Where is the gem of time?

Before he knew the whereabouts of the five gems, Beckett naturally began to think about the whereabouts of the last gem.

The result is naturally confused.

Up to now, he has not even heard the information similar to the appearance of the time gem.

After eating this meal, the two of them have not left yet.

Beckett continued to think about it, and the stubborn woman Jennifer was still chattering until she was gagged by the table full of food.

The tavern that has restored its food supply begins a fascinating life every night, and the extremely dreamy light starts to flicker on everyone's face.

Hela, who was still wearing a black tights with a proud figure, opened the door, swayed his waist and sat down in front of the bar, casually ordered a glass of wine, and his long black hair swayed gently with the rhythm of the music.

The expression was content.

"Are you coming back to find what you forgot here?"

The decent clothes showed the aristocratic aura, and the figure of Ego appeared by Hela's side like a ghost.

He put his hands and elbows against the edge of the bar, turned his head, and stared at the trembling Hela.

"For example?" Her right hand flicked the hair that grew to her chest, and Hela's tongue stirred the ice cubes that were submerged in her mouth along with the drink.

"For example, this."

The black sunglasses were taken out by Ego, and the gentleman's was placed on the edge of Hela's reach.

Hela raised her eyebrows: "How do you know I will come here tonight?"

"I said, I am a god, right?" Igo took the wine glass handed over by the waiter and raised it towards him.

"God can be so boring, in such a place?" Hela turned her head, propped her arms on the bar, and let the waiter serve herself wine, asking playfully.

"Who knows, the goddess of death in Asgard?"

Hela shook the cup in her hand, and the blurred light was refracted through the ice cubes, fainting an extremely dreamy color on Hela's cheek.

"Cheers?" Igo took the initiative and raised his cup in front of Hela.

"Cheers." Hela glanced, holding the mouth of the cup in his right hand, and the thick bottom of the cup gently collided with the mouth of the Ego glass.

The sound of ice cubes mixed with wine hitting the glass wall is exceptionally crisp.

Boom!

A large figure suddenly flew from the tavern to the soles of Hela and Igo.

The blurred lights are not dreamy at the moment, but set off a blood-stained style.

The waiter, who had been unaware, silently dragged away the corpse. In this place beyond the control of Gaffa law, it is commonplace for people to be killed by drunken fights.