Chapter 31: The th Birthday
As early as when Downton entered Little Italy, street prostitutes had already sent news to Liv.

So, as soon as Downton stood at the door of the Iceberg Club, Liv came towards him with a smile.

"Mr. Downton, I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please follow me to the club and we'll sit down and talk."

"It's far enough. The entrance is three or four hundred meters away from the backstage where you are."

Donton greeted Liv and looked at her black stockings with satisfaction.

Behind Liv, the dancer who was named by Downton also waved to Downton with a sleepy look on her face.

Noticing the dancer, Donton came over and patted her butt and asked.

"Why are you so sleepy?"

"I just started to rest at three o'clock last night, and it's not even nine o'clock yet. Guess why I was pulled out of bed by my elder sister!"

In response to Donton's greeting, the dancer pouted and complained, then lazily crawled into Donton's arms, greedily demanding his lips.

After a long kiss, Donton took the dancer and Liv and found a private room to sit down.

While the dancer was pouring him a drink, Downton gave Liv some instructions.

“I want information about the Dimitrov family, especially the location of their boss.

Also, arrange a car and driver for me."

"No problem, Mr. Downton."

After listening to Downton's needs, Liv simply took out a mobile phone and handed it to Downton.

"The phone is a gift from me, and Dimitrov's location has been marked on the navigation system.

By the way, regarding the selection of your driver, I saved Bartel from Ozwald. Do you think this guy is suitable?"

“Bater, he’s quite sensible, but it’s a little dangerous for him to drive for me.

I said I would give him a good life, but I ended up taking him to die. Isn't that a bit unfair?"

Donton grinned and glanced at Bartel who was guarding the door outside.

Noticing Donton's look, Liv smiled slightly and shook her head.

“In order to save this unfortunate fellow from Ozwald’s hands, I deliberately emphasized that this fellow is useful to you.

Now that I've said that, he'd better be useful to you, otherwise he'll only end up dead.

What's more, there are countless unknown gunmen in Gotham City, and driving for you can actually help you make a name for yourself.

Don't underestimate the appeal of being a standout to ordinary thugs, Donton. If they can be sure of a glorious death, even a coward may not be unwilling to sacrifice himself. "

After saying that, Liv shouted to the door.

"Bartel, come and meet your new boss."

After he finished speaking, Bartel's body stiffened, then he turned around cautiously and walked into the room.

Standing in front of Downton and Liv, the burly Bartel actually acted like a young girl.

Donton took a sip of champagne awkwardly, then shot Bartel at his feet.

boom!
Just as Bartel was trembling with fear, Donton cursed angrily.

"I don't need anyone else to charge into battle for me. I usually do the pleasurable things like killing people myself.

However, although I don't need you to kill everyone like Victor Zsasz, you should at least have some gangster vase airs, right?
Stand properly and sit properly, don't be so timid like a wimp."

At this point, Donton curled his lips at Liv.

"Liv, I suddenly regret letting this guy be my driver. I still want a fierce follower like Victor."

"I understand you."

Liv nodded to Donton in understanding.

“As the ruler of Gotham for the past thirty years, Roman is the best of all the big guys in Gotham, and his lackeys are also the best.

Since you are aiming to challenge Falcone, you naturally want a follower similar to Zsasz.

However, Donton, since you admire sharp killer followers like Victor Zsasz, why don't you try to recruit some elite killers?

After all, your ability is the killer's nightmare. " "Wait, what do you mean...?"

Listening to Liv's words, Donton vaguely understood something, so he clapped his hands excitedly.

"You're right, Liv, as long as I put a high price on my head, I'll be a natural bait to catch killers!
Whether it's eight million or ten million, they will never get the commission for a successful assassination, and they will never be completely entangled by me!"

At this point, Donton rubbed his chin with interest.

"Liv, please introduce the elite killers in the industry now."

"Speaking of elites, the first one that comes to mind is the Death Shooter from our Gotham Island. I have worked with this guy before.

Apart from his penchant for raising prices temporarily, he has no other shortcomings as a killer.

His undefeated assassination record since his debut also means that his bosses don't care much about his habit of raising prices at the last minute.

But Donton, as your middleman, I have to remind you.

While you were considering your future henchmen, the Romans had already set their sights on the Dimitrov family.

If nothing unexpected happens, Victor Zass will have already led his men towards your target.

Obviously, your enemies could be killed by Victor Zsasz at any time, because even you said that Victor Zsasz is the best killer in Gotham.

So, go and grab Dimitrov from Zas~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liv turned Downton's face towards her and looked into his eyes seductively.

Meeting Liv's gaze, Donton grinned.

"Falcone's reaction is really quick, using the destruction of a family to suppress my news.

That won't do. I almost never wait until the next day to take revenge. I have to kill Dimitrov myself.

I won’t waste time with you anymore, I’m leaving…”

Halfway through his words, Donton stopped because Liv bit him hard on the mouth.

After the two separated, looking at the blood oozing out, Liv faced Donton's dissatisfied eyes and gently used her tongue to apply lip balm for him.

I don't know how long it took, but Liv finally took a breath of satisfaction and then escaped from Donton's arms.

Liv urged with a smile, patting Donton's chest gently.

"You really should leave this time. I don't want you to regret it because of being late."

"It's time to say goodbye. I'll come back to you when I have new needs."

Donton nodded and led the anxious Bartel out of the private room.

Looking at Donton's back as he left, Liv couldn't help licking her lips.

"What a perfect guy! He is my destined partner. Even if Falcone gets old, I can still rely on him to continue to be the most powerful middleman in Gotham!"

"Cough cough!"

Before Liv could finish her words, Downton, who had returned, interrupted her.

“Well, you looked pretty flirty when you praised me behind my back, praise me more in the future.

Besides that, help me find some positioning equipment, I need to install a positioning device for myself."

"what?"

Hearing this, Liv was slightly stunned.

"Why do you want to equip yourself with a positioning device? That kind of thing is of no use at all. Once the signal is stolen, even the enemy can track you down!"

"Ha ha!"

Liv's words made Downton couldn't help laughing out loud, and he spoke while laughing.

"If I don't install a GPS for myself, even my driver won't be able to find me.

No need to ask any more questions, just find some positioning devices and I'll give you more money later, Liv!"

Although I didn’t push it this week, I can still try to push it next week. I hope everyone will follow the reading process and just turn to the last page of the last chapter every day.

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(End of this chapter)

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