American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander

Dreams should be a refreshing story, and Downton should have practiced the ability to fight one hundred people here.

But for Downton...

If he has to work hard even in dreams, then wouldn't he become a cow?

It's impossible to be a cow, and rest time should be used for rest.

During the day, he has been walking in the hail of bullets. If he wants to practice, isn't it better to practice in the daytime?

As for dreams, isn't it to defeat death in the daytime?

I avoid death and walk around, so I can survive, which is also a way to defeat death!

Thinking of this, Downton put down his raised arms and looked around.

Although this extremely real dream disturbed his sleep.

But...no one stipulates that he can't sleep well in his dreams, right?

The first time he died on the bus, he got off the bus in advance.

The next time he died in the middle of the battlefield between the Dimitrov family and the Sabatino family, he would never go there!

In this way, Downton walked along the Gotham bus station for a distance and found a park with pretty good scenery.

Walking into the woods along the path, picking a tree and lawn that was shady enough, Downton lay down happily.

Sleeping in a dream?

It was really an experience I had never had before!

Unconsciously, and not knowing how long it had passed, Downton breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking around, there were still grass and green grass, so did he really sleep in a dream?

"Man, it's time to wake up, the sky in the dream is dark, and all the dead time I had during the day has passed!"

He patted his face and then opened his eyes again.

This time, he was really lying in the big bed room of the Kane Hotel.

Lifting the quilt, Downton looked at the three women lying side by side on the ground. The three of them were sleeping quite sweetly, and their saliva was flowing out of the stuff in their mouths.

Walking past the three of them, Downton went to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the dressing room and looked at his figure.

Before today, he was neither fat nor thin, with no excess fat nor too much muscle.

Now, his muscle lines are much clearer, and his chest and gluteus maximus are more than a little bigger than before.

After raising his hands to make a bodybuilding back stretch, Donton lay on the ground and did push-ups one by one.

Originally, he could do 40 standard push-ups in one breath, and after 40, his arms were weak.

But now...

"One hundred and seventy-two... one hundred and eighty-six... two hundred and four... two hundred... sixty!"

It was not until he did 260 standard push-ups that the soreness gradually came to Donton. He was so satisfied with his talent.

Since sleeping in a dream can avoid death and become stronger, why should he fight and kill in a dream? Isn't reality fucked up enough?

Getting up from the ground, Donton went to the bathroom to take a nice shower.

After taking a shower, he put on his clothes and came to the awakened woman, untying the hair dryer that tied the woman's hands.

With her hands free, the woman hurriedly began to untie other wires, but looking at the gun that Donton had inserted behind his waist, the woman didn't say anything after all.

When Donton dried his hair, the woman had already let go of the two masseuses, so Donton took out the remaining two thousand yuan and stuffed the money into the masseuses' bar.

"Thank you, boss, I wish you and your wife a happy life~"

"Boss, you are generous, Jill is still hard at the age of eighty~"

The two masseuses who received the money hurriedly gave their blessings, and then seemed natural, but in fact they quickly packed up their things.

Just a moment later, the two masseuses stood at the door and waved to Donton and the female landlord with a smile.

"If there are no other requirements, we will leave~"

"If you have other requirements, you can also order us, we are number 16 and number 36~"

"Don't, you two are trembling, hurry up.

By the way, you two have worked hard last night."

Donton waved to the two women, and the two women bowed and said goodbye immediately.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, bye boss!"

"Bye!"

After the words fell, the two women rushed out and ran straight to the elevator.

Until the elevator door closed, the two masseuses hugged each other tightly.

"It's terrible, there are such bold people!"

"Yeah, how can you use wires? Wires are the least interesting!"

"It must be a robbery, it must be a robbery, and after the robbery, they actually asked us to come for a massage!"

"He also ordered one for... the robbed woman, and it was quite exquisite!"

...

Not to mention the mental journey of the two masseuses, after they left, Donton pulled out a pistol and pointed at the expressionless woman.

Facing Donton's gun, the woman's mouth fell and said helplessly.

"You don't have to point a gun at me. I thought about it all night last night and I've figured it out.

Whether you want my money or my body, I'll listen to you, as long as you don't kill me like you did last night."

After the words fell, the woman lifted the sheet covering her body and then lay down on the bed.

"I'm here, you can have sex if you want. If you can, try to be gentle, I'm more sensitive.

If you just want money, then my bag is in the closet, there are about 4,000 cash and two Wayne Bank cards, the password is..."

"Okay."

Donton interrupted the woman and came to her side.

After gently patting the woman's butt, Donton threw her clothes on her.

"Put on your clothes, and then take me to eat something. Since you're booking a room here, let's go to the hotel restaurant, which is close."

"All up to you."

The woman rolled her eyes, picked up her clothes and sat up, dressed neatly and took Donton to Kane's restaurant for a meal.

While eating, the woman looked around nervously, she felt like she saw a few sneaky people.

Noticing the woman's eyes, Donton put the croissant into his mouth and knocked the dishes with a fork.

"No need to look at them, they are all here to arrest me.

It's okay that I sneaked in last night, but today I didn't even bring a hat. It's abnormal that the security of this hotel can't recognize me."

"But... don't you care?

Or am I your hostage, and you want to use me to threaten them later?

I... I was tied up and slept by you all night, and I also invited you to dinner, you should at least take care of me... a little bit."

The woman was more nervous. Although she had accepted the fact that she was infiltrated and controlled by criminals, she really didn't want to embarrass herself in front of too many people.

What if she was scared and cried and her makeup was ruined, and she was on the TV news like this...

How would those little bitch subordinates in the company look at her!

As for losing her life?

She survived the scene last night, and she almost accepted that Downton would not kill him.

Across the way, seeing that the woman was talking interestingly, Downton forked a fried egg and stuffed it directly into the woman's mouth.

"Does this count as taking care of you? Haha!

Don't think too much. After this meal, we'll never see each other again. I hope you won't be kidnapped again.

After all, if other kidnappers kidnap you, they won't just sleep with you."

"You didn't!"

"Huh?"

"Although it's embarrassing, you didn't sleep with me at all. Don't you like women?"

"Don't be too confident, man. I'm done eating and leaving!"