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As he walked, Donton reloaded his magazine, but now he could no longer hear the sound of gunfire, which was not good news.

Following the crowd, he came to the vicinity of the battle area just now. As expected, the gang members had already run away after the fight, and only a large group of police were left to clean up the place.

No wonder he followed the crowd this time. As long as no one fired a gun, the citizens of Gotham would not mind going to the murder scene to take a look at the various corpses.

There are countless gossips all over this city, all of which come from the vigorous and exuberant curiosity of the people of Gotham.

Seeing that the situation was clear, Donton had to put the gun back into his waist.

Then, he took off his particularly conspicuous shirt full of bullet holes, and patted the shoulder of a citizen next to him with his bare chest.

"What's your name?" Donton asked casually.

The citizen he asked turned his head and glanced at Donton, especially after his eyes lingered on his chest muscles for a moment, and said.

"Hey, man, I'm not gay."

"I asked you what you call me, and you told me you're not gay. Are your ears blocked? Do you want me to open them up?"

Donton pulled out the gun again and put the muzzle against the citizen's waist.

Pointed at by the gun, the citizen immediately nodded with trembling.

"Don't get excited, I'm just joking, I mean... you look sexy with your upper body naked, if you really want, then I can do it."

"Hey!" Donton hit the citizen's waist hard with the gun: "Be serious!"

"OK, don't get excited, there are policemen everywhere around here!

Just tell me what you want, my wife is waiting for me to bring condoms home to fuck her.

I just came out to restock because I ran out of condoms, you have to forgive my hunger, I don't want to mess with anyone!"

The citizen hurriedly explained, and Donton moved closer to him and asked him while covering the gun.

"Do you know which gangs were just shooting at each other?"

"Damn, who here doesn't know this? This is Falcone's territory, and it has always been managed by Sabatini, his subordinate!

As for their opponents, can't you tell from their appearance? They are all Slavic trash from the Russian gangs!"

"Then do you know where the bases of these two gangs are roughly?"

"How can I know this? I only know that there is an Iceberg Bar in Falcone, and many gangs hang out there.

Other than that, I know nothing. I'm not hanging out with them!"

"Iceberg Bar, right? I know."

Donton put away his pistol and turned away. After all, there were no gangs around.

As for the GCPD who were drawing white lines on the corpses on the battlefield, Donton had no grudge against them.

The shirtless Donton might look a little threatening, or maybe his tattered pants were disgusting.

When he walked by, the citizens around him made way for him.

But before he walked out 20 meters, he heard a shout from behind.

"Help me, that shirtless Asian threatened me with a gun and asked me for information about Falcone. I suspect he is a killer hired by the Russian mafia!"

"Fuck!"

The moment he heard the voice, Donton immediately drew his gun and turned around, and then saw the citizen who was threatened by him running towards the police.

Without saying a word, Donton took a step and chased him. In a few steps, he rushed out of the crowd and chased behind the man.

Bang, bang, bang!

He fired three shots in a row until the big-mouthed citizen's legs were broken and began to crawl. Donton squatted in front of him with satisfaction.

Pulling the citizen's hair, Donton yelled at him.

"Do you know why you were shot? It's not because you called the police, but because you slandered me!

You are gay, right? You just want to be gay, right? You can't stop talking about being gay, right!!!"

Bang!

Donton kicked the man's crotch hard, and then threw the citizen, who was curled up like a shrimp and twitching, to the ground.

After venting his anger, Downton turned around and walked away with his gun. Such arrogant behavior made the surrounding police officers stunned for a moment.

After a short period of stunnedness, a policeman immediately chased Downton.

"Stop, don't move!"

"GCPD!"

"Put down your gun, lie on the ground, and hold your head with both hands!"

"Wait, that guy is not right!"

"Fuck, the tiger Asian who killed people indiscriminately before has refreshed again!"

Some police recognized Downton. After all, even if this is Gotham, it is not uncommon for people who have just been shot to come back many times in a day.

However, there are not many policemen who know Downton. After Downton turned around, more policemen picked up their guns and shot at Downton.

The flying bullets and the loud gunshots made the onlookers who had just gathered flee in all directions. The screams came one after another, making Downton rub his ears.

If you are afraid, why do you still go to the murder scene? Look at the screams of those women.

And those men also scream like women.

At the same time, several policemen who recognized Downton began to stop others.

"Don't shoot, capture him alive!"

"Yes, that guy is a little weird. If you kill him, he might pop up from somewhere else!"

"That Asian can't be killed. Capture him alive and hand him over to Falcone!"

"Damn it, there are so many citizens nearby, are you crazy, shooting in the direction of the citizens!"

The last sentence was shouted by a capable old man. He looked to be in his forties, but he ran faster than Donton.

In just a dozen seconds, the old man rode away from the police team and actually caught up with Donton.

"Stop!"

While shouting, the old man fired two shots at the ground on both sides of Donton. The sand and stones splashing on his legs made Donton frown and turn back.

"You're really fast!"

Donton casually pointed the gun at the old man, but before Donton could aim, the old man immediately fired another shot.

Bang!

Donton felt a pain in his right hand, and the back of his hand holding the gun was directly shot through.

"Hiss!" He took a breath of cold air: "Is it so accurate?"

While speaking, the old man pointed the gun at Donton's calf again.

Bang bang bang!

With the old man almost emptying the magazine, Donton lay directly on the ground, intending to fall asleep and improve his sleep quality.

Unfortunately, the police around him didn't give him a chance. After seeing that Downton's calf was broken, they stopped shooting.

As for the old man, he flew and rode on Downton, pressing the muzzle of the gun against Downton's forehead.

"Come on, handcuff him and take him back to the station!"

The old man called the police around him to handcuff Downton, and a female police officer brought a medical kit to give Downton an emergency bandage.

Watching the female police officer tear open her pants, take off her shoes and bandage her calves and ankles, Downton smiled despite the pain.

"It's not easy to be a policeman, you have to massage the prisoners' feet."

"Fuck you!"

The female police officer pressed Downton's wound hard, and Downton straightened his body in pain.

On the side, several police officers who had seen Downton before also came over and said to the old man riding on Downton.

"Captain Gordon, this Asian is the guy we told you about.

We saw him beaten to a pulp twice by Falcone and Dimitrov's men, and then his body began to burn, and in a few seconds, nothing was left!"

"That's right, it will spontaneously combust like a vampire encountering sunlight, and not long after, he will come back intact again!"

"We are really not kidding!"

Several police officers kept explaining, trying to make Gordon believe them.

Listening to his men's words, Gordon's mustache rose twice and nodded solemnly to his men.

"I don't disbelieve you, after all, in Gotham, anything bizarre can happen."

"You're right, Chief Gordon!"

Suddenly, Donton, who was trying to suppress the pain, waved to Gordon while lying there.

"After knowing that you are Gordon, my heart also skipped a beat.

I should have a good chat with you, but my legs are so damn painful!

Since anything bizarre can happen, it's normal even if it's a little more bizarre, right?

Goodbye, Chief Gordon, but don't worry, we will see each other again, or often, haha!"

While laughing, Donton closed his eyes according to his instinct.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he had appeared in another unknown place intact.

Just after he died once this morning, his instinct had told him what kind of talent he had.

His ability is very simple, which is to make him appear in a random place in a perfect state.

The conditions for triggering this ability are also very simple, with only three elements.

Loss of life, loss of consciousness and loss of freedom.

The freedom includes freedom of thought and will.

When he loses any of the above three items, he can either passively or actively reset his state and make himself appear in another place.

"What a great ability."

After landing, Donton grinned and put the pistol back on his waist.

The two gangs that killed him at the beginning are no longer fighting, so he can only find them one by one.

But before that, he should pay off the bills he owes.

The gun shop owner's pistol is well maintained and very easy to use.

So Donton made a decision. He should find a bank with good luck to withdraw some money.

By the way, before going to the bank to withdraw money, he must first find a clothing store with good luck and change himself into a set of clothes without bullet holes.

Thinking of this, Donton turned his head to the left and laughed softly.

What a coincidence, isn't there a clothing store there!