Although not incapacitated, Thanos did not choose to continue his attack.
He could tell that Lin Feng's punch was casual, not at full strength.
Lin Feng hadn't even used his trump card, the heat ray.
Thanos felt a complex mix of emotions.
One punch had taken down a veteran official from the universe's population control bureau.
It was just...
Too much.
She was wearing a combat suit, and the sound they had just captured came from her.
Seeing Lin Feng walk away, the woman looked disappointed, as if she hadn't found a satisfactory item. She left.
"Heh heh..."
Lin Feng hadn't expected such swift progress.
He had only just landed on the transit star and already people were watching him?!
Listening to her conversation with the boss, the boss was going to come in person?
Lin Feng walked straight into the Quasar Bar, wanting to see which fool would be the first to face misfortune!
Targeting Silver Superman? He'd dig up your grave!
He sat down in the spot previously occupied by the little raccoon.
Lin Feng looked at the flashy electronic menu and casually ordered a drink.
The music in the bar was deafening, a natural cover.
It masked the thieves engaged in petty crimes, and the lecherous fiends pawing at others.
Lin Feng frowned slightly, his super hearing spreading out, simultaneously filtering out the music.
Instantly, the hushed whispers within the bar were all within his grasp.
"Is it him?"
"It is!"
"Notify Jax and the others, hurry to the Quasar Bar! Bring the gear!"
"I didn't expect that person would dare to show himself."
"Want to make a bet? He won't be leaving here alive today!"
"I see a Ravager."
"Mo'a, that hot chick? I saw her too."
"So, Stakar is coming? This is going to be good!"
"Since the Ravagers are after him, should we back off?"
"No rush, let's just see how things unfold..."
"Ding, message uploaded. Congratulations on your commission reward..."
Fascinating, truly fascinating.
The various conversations revealed a wealth of information.
Since Lin Feng entered the bar, no less than three tables of patrons had noticed him.
His mind was as calm as still water, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.
This messenger was quite skilled.
The universe was vast, with countless intelligent life forms.
He had only casually arrived at a bar on a transit star, yet he had attracted the attention of three groups!
Lin Feng's peripheral vision caught sight of the woman named Mo'a.
It was the same human he had encountered on the street earlier, the one communicating with the so-called boss.
She was seated to his front left, seemingly watching the performance on the bar's stage, but her attention was consistently drawn to Lin Feng.
"Mo'a... Stakar..."
During the conversations in the bar, the name Stakar was also mentioned.
Lin Feng had a vague recollection.
He belonged to a faction of Ravagers.
There were a hundred factions of Ravagers, and the one led by Stakar was the faction that had exiled Yondu.
They wore flame insignias and were exiled because Yondu had violated the rules.
And in the movie, Stakar was a tough guy, played by Sylvester Stallone!
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.
Sylvester Stallone?
Was he interested in the Infinity Stones too?
Or was he acting on someone's behalf?
Just as Lin Feng was contemplating, a woman emerged from the bar's backstage.
She appeared to be in her thirties, with short, dark purple hair, wearing a purplish-red lipstick, and possessing alluring eyes.
A large mole beneath one eye accentuated her striking beauty.
She was dressed in tight black attire that emphasized her ample chest and rounded hips, drawing attention.
She gracefully approached Lin Feng's table.
Her voice was pleasant, but her tone was decidedly unwelcoming.
"Mr. Lin Feng! The Quasar Bar does not welcome you. Please leave..."