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Thinking, Donton took out his submachine gun and kicked the door open completely.

After the door flew out, Donton saw three half-dead people struggling on the ground.

While Donton was reloading the three people, a door connected to the wall of the lounge was hastily closed, and opposite to it was a secret door on the floor of the lounge.

The secret door was being pushed up!

When the gunman pushed the secret door open, half of his body also came out, so he looked up and met Donton.

He suddenly stopped climbing, then raised his gun at Donton and yelled.

"Damn it, don't fucking squeeze me, I'm going to die..."

Da Da Da! ! !

"No wonder there are so many people's voices, this room is really connected to many places!"

After killing the unlucky guy who was blocking the trap door, Donton suddenly noticed that when the unlucky guy's body fell into the underground passage, two grenades were also thrown out from the tunnel.

Donton tried to turn around and run away, but before he could turn around, he was hit in the face by a grenade that was timed to explode.

He felt that his eyelashes were almost burned off, but the eyelashes were not the point, the point was the damn fragments.

When the fragments that forced him to retreat were nailed to him, he felt that he was about to break.

He looked down and saw countless blood oozing out from the holes in his suit.

"Fuck... it hurts so much!"

The pain made Donton grin with gritted teeth. Fragments hurt much more than bullets.

While baring his bloody teeth, Donton endured the pain and walked towards the trapdoor with difficulty.

The next moment, a hand stretched out from the trapdoor, and the pistol in that hand shot randomly in Donton's direction.

Another bullet nailed Donton's calf. As Donton fell to the ground, he threw his backpack over to stop the trapdoor from closing, and then took out a grenade from the bag and threw it into the trapdoor.

Boom!

There was an explosion under the floor, which also covered the sound of another door opening in the lounge.

Five or six gunmen took the opportunity to rush into the lounge from behind the door and fired directly at Donton.

Puff!

Puff!

Donton was hit by more than one bullet, but he barely pushed the trap door open completely.

Pulling the edge of the trap door, he dragged himself into the underground passage, and then fell into the ground under the action of gravity.

Plop!

"Ugh!"

The pain of landing made Donton, who was covered with wounds, scream.

Not far underground, the gunmen who had found shelter discovered Donton's condition and their momentum suddenly increased.

"He's going to die!"

"Kill him!"

"Why is there only one person!"

"The boss is cursing in the intercom, kill him quickly!"

While cursing, the Russian gunmen focused their fire on Donton.

Under the concentrated fire of the Russians, Donton took out a submachine gun from his bag and fired all the bullets in a whole magazine.

I don't know if he hit anyone, but it doesn't matter.

A moment later, Donton appeared in a wide hall with a submachine gun.

The moment he appeared, he immediately attracted countless exclamations.

"Ahhh!"

"It's a robber!"

"When did he come?"

"Are the security guards useless? Kill him quickly!"

"Be careful, he has a gun in his hand!"

Amid countless screams, Donton rolled his eyes at the security guards who rushed towards him with a gun.

"It's my bad luck, man, I actually fell into the bank."

Before he finished speaking, a bunch of bullets nailed Donton's chest, and a cluster of fire ignited in the Gotham Bank.

A moment later.

"Huh."

Donton took a heavy breath, and then looked around vigilantly.

Very good, this time he didn't randomly go to the bank, but fell on the back seat of a car.

So who can explain what happened to the bald guy next to him?

Before Donton had time to think, his instinct made him put his submachine gun against the bald guy's chest.

At the same time, the bald guy's pistol was also against Donton's head.

Feeling the coolness of the muzzle, Donton couldn't help laughing.

"What a coincidence, Victor Zsasz, I actually ended up in your car!"

At this point, Donton looked out the window. Although he didn't know the way to Gotham, he saw several tall buildings he had just seen.

"Oh, it's even more of a coincidence. Are you going to Dimitrov's territory too?

Sorry, I've been there before. Their gunmen are very enthusiastic, haha."

While laughing, Donton took back his gun, and then put his arm around Victor Zsasz's shoulders.

Being held by Donton like this, Victor's face twitched, but he didn't shoot Donton's head after all.

As an old man beside Falcone, Victor was bloodthirsty, but he listened to Falcone more.

How could he not know that Falcone wanted to have a good relationship with Donton, so he forcibly resisted the urge to shoot and put the pistol back into the holster under his ribs.

"Donton, don't pretend it was an accident, you just came to remind me!

What kind of accident could make you appear in my car by coincidence? You clearly came to remind me not to compete with you for Yuri Dimitrov!"

At this point, Victor patted the back of the driver's seat, and the driver stopped the car immediately.

Then, Victor pointed at the confused gunman on the right side of Downton and ordered.

"Change another car, let Downton and I catch up!"

The younger brother naturally did not dare to disobey Zas's order, and immediately opened the car door and ran out, leaving the back seat for Zas and Downton.

Downton moved a little further away from Zas, then raised his hand and patted Victor's arm.

"Thanks, man, although I don't mind three people sitting in the back seat, it's indeed a bit crowded."

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me your plan, don't tell me you are just trying to trick me!"

Victor slapped Downton's hand away, then looked at Downton fiercely.

Facing Victor's eyes, Downton opened his backpack to load the submachine gun, and continued to speak with a smile.

"I said, everything is just a coincidence, I am not interested in your actions.

No, I am a little interested. I don't care about Dimitrov's territory, but I want to take his head with my own hands!"

"Is this why you came to me on purpose?"

Victor interrupted Donton, and after looking at Donton's gun with a weird look, he continued.

"Besides, you actually threatened me with a gun without bullets!"

"That's because I can't bear to see you die, Victor Zas."

Hearing Victor's words, Donton said to him exaggeratedly.

"You know, before I went to the Dimitrov family, I talked to Liv about you.

In my eyes, you are the most admirable guy in Gotham. If you don't believe me, you can ask Liv. Maybe she secretly took a video of me praising you.

In short, the reason why I threatened you with an empty gun is because I was afraid that I would accidentally blow up your head.

Falcone will always be old, but I am still very young. I want you to live to see Falcone's old age, and then make a decision whether to follow me, Zsasz!"

After the voice fell, Donton inserted the loaded magazine back into the submachine gun, and then loaded the gun neatly.

Donton turned the muzzle of the gun, and the submachine gun hit Victor Zsasz's chest again.

"Now, tell me your decision, me, or death?

Zsasz, you only have one chance to choose, so...

I advise you to be rational!"

Relying on everyone's follow-up reading these days, we and Donton barely climbed into the top 100 of the light novel new book list.

However, our position is at the very end, which is almost impossible to get to…

Please continue to read, so that we can work hard to climb up a few more places, and hope to get a chance to test the waters!