American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 32 Exploding Ball

A few minutes later, Liv took Donton's hand and pinned the cufflink-like locator on Donton's cuff.

After tidying up her sleeves, Liv patted the back of Donton's hand with a little concern.

“Since you strongly requested it, I can only pick a better locator for you. The signal basically covers the entire United States, and there should be no problem in Europe.

But are you sure you want to carry this thing with you on the road?"

As Liv asked, she poked the cuff link locator with her pinky finger.

In response to Liv's repeated questioning, Donton slapped Liv on the butt.

"Of course, I'm counting on this thing to save me and my driver a lot of effort.

Have you arranged the car? If all is well, I'll leave right away."

"It's arranged. It's a Chevrolet Tahoe, which will allow you to carry a considerable amount of tactical equipment.

But I see you haven't prepared any tactical equipment, so your small bag can hold more things.

Next time you have an operation, remember to call me in advance, or come to the club to find me, and I will connect you directly to the city's arms supply..."

"Stop wasting time, we'll talk about it next time. Bartel, let's go!"

Donton interrupted Liv and snatched the car keys from her.

After throwing the key to Bartel, Donton walked out of the private room and walked along the corridor into the venue.

Seeing Bartel following behind Donton, Ozwald's men greeted Bartel one after another.

"Old buddy Bartel, you've changed the boss!"

"It's the Revenant, he was on TV last night!"

"Appearing on TV but without a wanted poster, this is the most powerful thing about the ghosts!"

"He also attacked the Kane Hotel this morning. I saw him driving fast on the way to the club. His driving skills were terrible!"

"Warmly welcome the new boss of Shining Gotham, the Revenant!"

"Want to come over for a drink tonight, Boss Ghost?"

"My brother was killed by you yesterday afternoon, ghost. After I take good care of my brother and sister-in-law, I will seek revenge on you!"

"Boss Ghost, try this!"

A thug threw a half-full bottle of wine at Donton, who raised his hand and scooped it up, bringing the wine directly to his mouth.

“Tequila, my favorite!”

After drinking half a bottle of tequila, Donton threw the bottle to the ground.

Seeing how heroic Donton was, cheers suddenly rang out all around.

"Boss Tang, our boss Ozwald's ribs were broken by you. He is recuperating now, so he can't come over to have a drink with you!"

"Boss Ghost has a good alcohol tolerance and often comes to the club to hang out!"

"Boss Ghost, how is it to fuck the daughter of a Gotham councillor? Is she very moist?"

"Haha, it must be very smooth, it's a pity that Don didn't record it!"

As Ozwald's men cheered, Donton clapped his hands heavily.

"Guys, when I'm done with my work, I'll come over here and have some more drinks with you.

As for now, get out of my way!"

boom!
Donton raised his gun and shot at the ceiling. The sound of the gunshot and the chandelier being shattered made the place quiet.

The crowd silently made way for Donton and Bartel, so Donton walked out swaggeringly with his bag and gun in hand.

As they were about to leave the club, the nervous Bartel was suddenly stunned, and then he quickly came behind Downton.

"Boss, let me carry your backpack!"

As he spoke, he took Donton's backpack.

Seeing this, Donton grinned.

"You have finally become more careful. Keep it up in the future."

"I know, boss."

Bartel nodded hurriedly, then took Downton to the car arranged by Liv.

Liv was particularly attentive to Downton's car, and even sent two little girls carrying spiked baseball bats to guard the door. Seeing Downton coming, the little girl standing in front blinked expectantly.

Last night she heard her sisters talk about Boss Tang’s generosity, and she wondered how much he could earn this time.

Noticing the look in the little girl's eyes, Donton went to Bater, opened his backpack, took out three or four grenades and threw them at the little girl.

"You two have worked hard. I don't have any money in my pocket. These exploding balls are just a tip. Have fun with them."

"Mr. Tang is so generous. Next time you meet with the eldest sister, I will come and help you with the chores!"

The little girl happily picked up the grenade and stuffed the explosive ball into her barren chest.

After the little girl left, Bartel opened the car door for Donton and sat in the driver's seat himself.

Donton showed Bartel the cell phone location that Liv arranged, and Bartel nodded in understanding.

“Sure enough, it’s near the History Museum. I’ve always heard that the Dimitrov family opened a lot of laundries there.

Boss, we will be there in about twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes, right? Gotham is really big. Just drive your way and call me when you get there."

Donton waved to Bartel, then changed into a comfortable position to rest.

The car started slowly and drove towards the Dimitrov family.

On the other hand, in the core area of ​​Little Italy in the east side of Gotham, in the garden of Caesar Manor.

Falcone sat on an open-air sofa in his pajamas, holding a cigar and waving to Victor Zsasz.

"Victor, what's the news today?"

“Boss, Miss Sophia arrived in Gotham at three in the morning and she wants to see you.

In addition, Jonathan from Arkham Asylum also wants to see you."

"Oh?"

After hearing Victor's report, Falcone nodded slightly.

"Sophia was too anxious. Even though she kept using her casual appearance to cover up her ambition, her inner self would not allow her to slow down.

Based on this, smart people can always see what she wants, and she is still far from it!

As for Jonathan, I understand. Let Jonathan come to see me first. As for Sophia... let her wait for me in my study."

Having said this, Falcone paused for a moment and then waved to Victor.

"While I'm resting, let's send the home to the Dimitrov family. With Donton's temper, he might have already left by now!"

"Okay, Boss, I'll take some people to deal with that son of a bitch Yuri right away!"

Zas smiled cruelly and then left the garden.

After sending messages to Jonathan and Sophia respectively, he assembled a team of more than 300 gunmen and rushed towards the Dimitrov family's territory.

At the same time, in the garden.

Looking at Falconet who was sitting on the sofa with his back to him, smoking a cigar and admiring the flowers, a hint of disdain briefly appeared in Jonathan's pupils hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

Unexpectedly, Falcone suddenly turned around and looked at Jonathan as if he had eyes behind his back.

Jonathan quickly raised his hand to adjust his glasses and then bowed to Falcone.

"Mr. Falcone, you should know who I'm here for, so can we be frank?"

"Sit down and talk, Jonathan, and tell me what Mr. Lei Xiaogu needs my help with.

Although I have only met him a few times, my respect for Mr. Lei Xiaogu has never diminished. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do my best. "

Falcone took off his cigar and lit it, letting the ash fall into the ashtray.

Jonathan sat on the single sofa to Falcone's left and put the small silver box he carried with him on his legs.

Falcone glanced at the box calmly and slowly took a puff of his cigar.

As he exhaled the smoke, Jonathan took out two documents from the box and handed them to him.

As Falcone was reading the document, Jonathan added.

“Mr. Lei Xiaogu has a batch of goods arriving in Gotham soon. The date and container number are on the document. He needs you to ensure the safety of this batch of goods.

In addition, Mr. Lei Xiaogu also wants to talk to you about the Gotham ghosts. I hope you can spare some time to meet him!"

(End of this chapter)