NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 30 I'm not done with you
"I know I shouldn't be impatient, but time is running out, Alfred.
I must act quickly to have a chance to remove Downton, this big trouble, from Gotham."
Bruce responded, then picked up his knife and fork and quickly ate breakfast.
While eating, he hurried to continue.
"Although Downton's ability to be immortal has been confirmed, his own strength is still very immature for the time being. Of course, it's only temporary.
With his lifestyle of chasing death, I'm afraid it won't be long before he can evolve into one of the most dangerous guys in the world amidst the hail of bullets and repeated deaths.
Only now can I try to find his weaknesses and drive him out of Gotham while he is inexperienced!
If I miss him now, I have a hunch that he will become a big trouble that troubles me all my life!"
After the voice fell, Bruce picked up a piece of fried egg with a blank expression.
Alfred shook his head and persuaded Bruce after noticing that Bruce used a slightly stronger force with the fork.
"We are not the only ones who want to deal with him, Bruce. Maybe we can let others try first.
Just like yesterday, the conflict between Downton and the Falcone family caused Falcone to lose his old friend Sabatino, whom he had known for many years. Downton's actions are bound to be incompatible with the existing gangs in Gotham.
In my opinion, letting their grievances ferment for a while may be a better idea than rushing into action."
"Even if the idiot happens to find Downton's weakness, he may not be able to make good use of that weakness. The wrong move may even make Downton aware of his own weaknesses and make up for them in a targeted manner.
I don't believe it. I don't believe any gangsters in Gotham, let alone the ineffective City Hall and the Gotham Police Department that is in cahoots with Falcone.
Whether it's Downton, Falcone and his gang, they all deserve to go to hell, but Downton's trouble level makes him a priority.
I will eventually bring retribution to each of them in the name of Gotham's dark night, and they must live in endless pain and fear every day of their lives.
This is my revenge on them, I must do it myself, I can't wait a moment, Alfred!"
Facing Alfred's persuasion, Bruce turned his head and reflected his cold pupils in Alfred's eyes.
Looking at Bruce's cold eyes, Alfred even paused for a moment.
Yes, he should have known that even after fifteen years, Bruce was still standing in that crime alley, and he had never escaped.
As for Bruce in front of him, he is now walking in the world, but the incarnation of revenge.
Before he had time to fall in love with this city, he had already begun to hate every inch of land and every person here.
However, he hated the criminals in this city even more!
Taking a deep breath, Alfred nodded gently.
"I know, Bruce, but even so, you still need better armor and props.
I will hurry up to customize the mask you want. As for the others, I think you can go to the R\u0026D department of Wayne Enterprises to have a look.
Lucius's situation has not been very good in the years since you were away, but his mind has not been wasted.
Maybe there will be a satisfactory discovery there for you."
"I'll go later."
Facing the kindness of the butler, Bruce replied, and at the same time his heart ached slightly.
As perceptive as he is, how could he not see the worries, guilt, pain and disappointment hidden in the butler's heart.
The fan chart is far from enough to describe a person's mood, and the complexity of people is far beyond the analysis of modern mathematics.
Trying to stop looking at Alfred's eyes, Bruce continued.
"When I go to the company, I need you to keep an eye on Downton's news for me.
If possible, crack and monitor the phone number that Downton left for reporter Louise yesterday.
In addition, I need more information about this city. When there is no news about Downton, I hope you can help me collect and organize some."
"Of course, Bruce, I will always stand by you."
Alfred nodded, then smiled at Bruce, just like a dozen or twenty years ago.
That smile hurt Bruce's eyes, so Bruce put down the tableware, dressed and rushed to Wayne Group.
At the same time, not far from the entrance of the Gun Feast in Little Italy.
The eyes of two early-rising streetwalkers lit up.
"Is it him?"
"It's him, I saw him with my own eyes, call the eldest sister quickly!"
When the streetwalker mentioned him, he didn't notice the women's whispering. Standing in front of the bald boss's store, Downton shrugged helplessly.
"No way, is there really someone who was scared to the countryside by Falcone from a distance?"
As he spoke, Donton knocked on the locked door, but even after knocking for more than ten seconds, there was no response from inside the door.
So, Donton pulled out his gun with a smile.
"Old Deng, I'm here to restock. Since you're not here, I'll borrow some myself and pay you back when I have the money!
You've really gone back to the countryside before Falcone has checked on you. Do you think you're brave enough to live up to the big guys in your store!"
As he finished speaking, Donton fired several shots at the lock core of the rolling door, directly breaking it.
With the sound of the alarm bell ringing, he pulled up the rolling door and rushed into the bald boss's store with a big laugh.
First, he picked up the tactical backpack closest to the store door, and then began to restock it.
Donton didn't touch the beautiful tactical rifle at all, but first stuffed two short spray guns into the bag, then took out a submachine gun, and finally added an extra Desert Eagle to transform into a double-gunner.
Donton filled the remaining space in the backpack with grenades and bullets. He only took fragmentation grenades, and wanted to be powerful.
In addition, he also found a tactical dagger and hung it on his waist.
Before the police came, he had already run towards the Iceberg Club with a bag of goods on his back.
Donton never waited overnight for revenge. If he did, it must be time to get off work.
After a night of rest and rest, he would of course continue to seek revenge on the Dimitrov family.
Sabatino has been dead for so long, and the boss of the Dimitrov family is still alive in the world. Just thinking about this kind of thing, Donton felt that he was too lazy.
Otherwise, extend the overtime to nine o'clock in the evening. Going for a massage at seven o'clock last night... What a waste of time.
Obviously, you can sleep better after nine o'clock!
However, even if he wants to find the Dimitrov family to finish the work, he doesn't know the information about the Dimitrov family.
So he can only come to the Iceberg Club to sit and talk with the black silk middleman he booked.
Upon learning that Downton had arrived, Liv, who had just received the news from her subordinates, hurried out to greet him.
At the same time, in Little Italy, the bald boss stopped the car with a confused face, staring blankly at his shabby store door... and the weapons store that had been looted!
Although he rushed here from home the moment he received the alarm.
But after Downton left, his store without a door to cover it was like a drunk girl, and was picked up by countless vultures.
Looking at the almost empty store, the bald boss swallowed hard, then raised his wrist to look at his watch.
"It's only 8:40 now, how can a gun store open so early!
Donton, you damn bastard, I'm going to fuck your whole family!
You're crazy, you're really crazy, don't even think about getting any more from me!
I'm not done with you, Donton!!!"