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On the other hand, twelve minutes later, right in front of the Diamond District City Square.

Bartel struggled against the flow of traffic and stopped behind many onlookers.

Looking at the onlookers blocking the road, Bartel picked up the pistol weakly, then opened the car door and walked out.

"My boss, you are just like what Chief Inspector Gordon said, you feel uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble for a minute!"

As he said this, Bartel brought out his style when he was in the Falcone family.

He fired three shots into the air, scaring the citizens around him so much that they all squatted down with their heads in their hands.

"When the Falcone family does things, irrelevant people should get out of here..."

Bartel suddenly stopped halfway through the threat, remembering that he was no longer a member of the Falcone family.

Then... what should I say at this time?

My conscienceless boss doesn't even have a proper organization name!

In the distance, Donton was grabbing the neck of a man wearing LV and counting the man's wallet, and he heard Bartel's roar.

So, he didn't recognize Bartel's voice at all, and glared at Bartel with dissatisfaction.

"You are the Falcone family, right!

Fuck the Falcone family!

Falcone is old, and Gotham is my era now. I want to see who you are... Bartel?"

At this point, Donton looked at Bartel with wide eyes and trembling legs with a smile.

Facing Donton's sight, Bartel hurriedly waved his pistol.

"I, I, I, I said it wrong. I didn't mean that. I said I just slipped my tongue. I..."

"Okay, I know!"

Donton interrupted Bartel's incoherent speech in a bad mood, and then threw his emptied wallet on the ground beside him.

As a professional robber, Donton is very good at choosing targets. He is familiar with all the major brands. As long as he focuses on the limited edition and first-run clothing of various brands, he will be able to get the target.

Look, he found more than 2,000 yuan in cash from a passerby. Isn't this much higher than giving him love!

While putting the money in his pocket, Donton let go of the man who was holding his neck, and then turned around and walked towards Bater.

As he walked, Donton raised his gun and shouted in demonstration.

"The Ghost Party is doing things, and all irrelevant people should get out of here!"

As soon as the voice fell, Donton fired three shots into the air, and screams were heard all around.

As for Donton himself, he crossed the crowd and came to Bater, kicking Bater unhappily.

"They all say I'm the ghost of Gotham, and I like this name.

From now on, we are the ghost party. Anyway, I can't die even if I want to. Our organization named after the boss has no chance to change the boss, haha!"

Laughing loudly, Donton put the pistol back to his waist and pointed to the car not far away.

"Let's go, take me to change clothes. I'm going to see a woman later, and I can't just go there in such a mess."

"Okay, okay, boss, please... get in the car!"

Bartel nodded in panic, and then quickly opened the door for Donton.

Who knows, just when Donton stepped into the car, a curse suddenly came from the crowd.

"Damn yellow monkey, Falcone is really a waste, and he actually let this guy show off in Gotham City!"

"Oh, what the hell?"

The moment this voice fell, Donton immediately became interested. He saw him move his feet away from the car and look at the crowd again with a sneer.

Facing Downton's scrutiny, some citizens couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound.

Following the sight of several citizens, Downton locked his eyes on a family of three.

It looked like a warm family, consisting of a couple in their thirties and a little girl of five or six years old.

Facing Downton's gaze at this moment, the hostess picked up her ignorant daughter in panic and trembled while pulling her husband's sleeve.

Seeing the little girl, Downton sighed softly. He really didn't want to kill in front of the child.

So he held the gun and walked towards the family of three indifferently.

As Downton kept approaching, the hostess's mentality was about to collapse, and she kept retreating with the child in her arms.

As for the male host, the guy who shouted, when Downton came in front of him, he couldn't help but part his trembling lips and tried to maintain a tough attitude and said to Downton.

"I... I'm a policeman, do you want to attack a policeman!

I haven't heard of any ghost party in Gotham, you... you are insulting Falcone here, aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble to you!

That's... that's Falcone!"

"Oh, the police~"

Listening to the man's words, Donton shook his head regretfully, and then put his hand on his shoulder.

"Then, tell me, can the police not be afraid of bullets?"

Speaking of this, Donton gently patted the guy's shoulder, then stood in front of his wife and children, and stretched out his hand to his children.

Seeing that his wife and children might be hurt, the guy who insulted Donton couldn't help it.

But...

After noticing Bartel who was holding a gun and aiming at him mercilessly from a distance, the man didn't resist at all.

He actually watched Donton rub his daughter's head.

While rubbing the little girl's hair, Donton shook his head regretfully again.

He has given the man who talks nonsense many opportunities, but unfortunately, he is useless even if he is given opportunities!

Thinking of this, Donton gently patted the little girl's back.

"Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"She is only five years old, please... please... don't..."

As soon as Donton finished speaking, the child's mother nervously answered for the child.

Hearing the hostess's frightened voice, Donton gently patted the hostess's butt.

"What don't, don't what, am I a scumbag who will hurt innocent little girls in your eyes?

What a joke, if I can even do something to innocent little brats, then I am not worthy of being the future boss of Gotham~"

Speaking of this, Donton smiled and put his arm around the hostess's shoulders, looking her up and down.

After a moment, Donton smiled.

"From your temperament, you don't look like a woman who received hundreds of thousands of betrothal gifts. So, you are actually a good woman.

It's just that your vision in choosing men is a little poor!

Let me calculate for you. In addition to not asking for betrothal gifts, you and your child actually took the husband's surname. With these conditions, you can find any kind of man. Why did you choose a loser who can only talk big?

I see that your man is a coward. When he plays with you, he can only drool on your face, right?

Tell me the truth, is this girl his biological child?

Whether it is or not, I must solemnly advise you to divorce that bastard immediately after you go back today!

Believe me!"

"I...I...Wuwuwu!"

The hostess burst into tears all of a sudden. She was almost scared to tears by Donton.

At this moment, the little girl held by the woman suddenly opened her arms to Donton.

"Handsome uncle!"

While shouting excitedly, the little girl hugged Donton's arm, then pouted and moved towards Donton.

Seeing this, Donton smiled and bent down, and put his forehead in front of the little girl for her to kiss.

Then, the little girl clapped her hands happily.

"Mom, this uncle is so handsome, more handsome than the star you like!"

Listening to the little girl's words, Donton's smile became brighter.

"Okay, okay, let's play like this, right? If you play like this, don't blame me for forgiving your wild dad a little~"

Donton gently pushed the woman holding the child, then pointed to the park behind the square and said.

"Take your child to the park to find some children, or find some cats and dogs to play with for a while. I want to talk to your husband about some serious business."

"But..."

"Go!"

The hostess wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Donton in a blink of an eye, so she had to tremble and walk away with the child in her arms.

Just like that, with the little girl's voice of "Goodbye, handsome uncle!" getting farther and farther away, Downton returned to the man who was talking nonsense.

Pointing the muzzle of the Desert Eagle at the man's head, Downton said indifferently.

"Kneel down."

Plop!

The invisible pressure became heavier, and the man knelt down in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the man kneeling so straightforwardly, Downton finally nodded.

"Very good, then, do you know how to call people like me in the future?"

"I..."

"You don't have to say it, because no matter what you say, my actions will only make you hate Asians more.

Think about it carefully, in fact, I don't need your promise, I just want you to never forget this day!

Disease comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. This is what we say over there, but you should learn it well!"

As soon as the voice fell, Downton took out the spray gun from his backpack, and then kicked the man over with one foot.

Holding the spray gun like a baseball bat, Downton aimed at the man's legs and smashed it down expressionlessly.

Once, twice... countless times.

When the blood dotted Donton's face like Tang Mazi, he finally stopped his action.

Behind him, Bartel handed the silk handkerchief to Donton, who wiped it on his face and asked.

"Old Ba, I don't have much experience. Do you think he can survive like this?"

"He shouldn't, but he must have lost his legs, and he may also lose his wife and children."

"Haha, fuck it, he only lost two legs, but I lost a whole day of good mood!"

Donton laughed and cursed, then rubbed the blood-stained silk handkerchief along his hair.

The sticky blood suddenly looked like hairspray, making his broken hair look a bit slicked back.

Throwing the silk handkerchief aside, Donton sneered at everyone around him, then walked through the silent crowd and sat back in the car in silence.

Bartel followed Donton into the car and asked.

"Boss, where are we going next?"

"To the Metropolis, drive there first, I need to call for the specific location."

Still waiting for news, I don't know if I can get a trial launch...

The news came out this afternoon, if there is no trial launch, I will be screwed~

I will try my best to keep my attitude, and I also ask everyone to continue reading the story of Downton, and vote for me by the way.

Love you.