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Chapter 35 I advise you to be rational

As he thought about it, Donton took out his submachine gun and kicked the door open.

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

Just as Donton was shooting the three men again, a door connected to the wall of the lounge was being hastily closed, and opposite to it was a secret door on the floor of the lounge.

The secret door is being pushed open!

When the gunman pushed open the secret door, half of his body stuck out, so when he looked up he saw Donton.

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

"Don't fucking squeeze me, I'm going to die..."

Da da da! ! !
"No wonder there are so many voices. This room is connected to many places!"

After casually killing the unlucky guy who was blocking the trapdoor, 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 hurriedly 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 like his eyelashes were almost burned off, but the eyelashes were not the point; the point was the damn fragments.

As the fragments that had forced him back pierced him, he felt as if he were about to break.

Looking down, he saw countless blood seeping out from the several holes in his suit.

"Oh my god...it hurts so much!"

The pain made Donton laugh through gritted teeth. Fragments were much more painful than bullets.

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 fired a burst of shots in the direction of Donton.

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

boom!
There was an explosion beneath the floor, masking 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 started shooting directly at Donton.

flutter!
puff!

While being shot more than once, Donton managed to push the trap door open completely.

Pulling the edge of the trapdoor, he dragged himself into the underground passage, and then fell into the ground under the force of gravity.

thump!
"Ugh!"

The pain of landing made Donton, who was covered in wounds, couldn't help but roar.

Not far underground, the gunmen who had found cover became more motivated after noticing Donton's condition.

"He's going to be finished!"

"Kill him!"

“Why is there only one person!”

"The boss is cursing on the intercom, kill him now!"

While cursing, the Russian gunman focused his fire on Downton.

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

I don’t know if I hit anyone or not, but that doesn’t matter anymore.

A moment later, Donton appeared in a spacious hall carrying a submachine gun.

The moment he appeared, countless people exclaimed in surprise.

"Ahhh!"

"It's a robber!"

"When did he come?"

"Are all the security guards useless? Get rid of him!"

"Be careful, he has a gun!"

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

"It's my bad luck, man, that it ended up in the bank."

Before he could finish his words, a large number of bullets hit Downton's chest, and a fire broke out in Gotham Bank.

After a while.

"Huh." Donton took a heavy breath and then looked around vigilantly.

Good, this time I didn’t randomly end up in a bank, but ended up in the back seat of a car.

So who can explain what's going on with the bald guy next to me?

Before Donton had time to think, his instinct made him point the submachine gun at the bald man's chest.

At the same time, the bald man's gun was pointed at Donton's head.

Feeling the coolness of the gun muzzle, Donton couldn't help but laugh.

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

Having said that, Downton looked out the car window. Although he didn't know the roads in Gotham, he saw several tall buildings that he had just seen.

"Oh, what a coincidence, are you going to Dimitrov's territory too?
Sorry, I've played there before, their shooters are very enthusiastic, haha."

While laughing, Donton took back his gun and then put his arm around Victorzas's shoulders in a familiar manner.

Victor's face twitched when being hugged by Donton, but he didn't shoot Donton in the head after all.

As an old man beside Falcone, although Victor is bloodthirsty, he listens to Falcone more.

How could he not know that Falcone wanted to have a good relationship with Downton, so he 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 here to remind me!
What kind of accident could make you appear in my car by coincidence? You are clearly here to remind me not to compete with you for Yuri Dimitrov!"

Having said that, Victor patted the back of the driver's seat and the driver stopped the car immediately.

Then, Victor pointed at the confused gunman on Donton's right and gave an order.

"Change a car so that I can catch up with Donton!"

Naturally, I didn't dare to disobey Zsasz's order. I immediately opened the car door and ran out, leaving the back seat to Zsasz and Donton.

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

"Thanks, man. I don't mind three people in the back, but it's a bit tight."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me your plan. Don't tell me you are just trying to trick me!"

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

Facing Victor's gaze, Donton opened his backpack and loaded his submachine gun while continuing with a smile.

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

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

"Is this why you came to see me?"

Victor interrupted Donton, looked at Donton's gun with a weird look, and continued.

"Besides, you actually threatened me with a fucking gun that was unloaded!"

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

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

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

In my eyes, you are the most admirable person in the whole Gotham. If you don’t believe me, you can go ask Liv. Maybe she secretly recorded a video of me praising you.

Anyway, the reason I threatened you with an empty gun was because I was afraid that an accidental discharge might blow your head off.

Falcone will eventually grow old, but I am still very young. I want you to live to see Falcone's aging clearly, and then make a decision whether to follow me or not, Zas!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donton inserted the loaded magazine back into the submachine gun, and then loaded the gun quickly.

Donton turned the gun and pointed the submachine gun at Victor Zsasz's chest again.

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

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

I advise you to be rational! "

Thanks to everyone's follow-up reading these days, we have managed to climb into the top 100 of the light novel new book list with Downton.

However, our position is at the very back where we can hardly turn over...

I ask everyone to continue reading, so that we can work hard to climb up a few more places, hoping to get a chance to test the waters!

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(End of this chapter)