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Chapter 4: Tiger Force Asians Refreshed

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

Following the flow of people, we came to the vicinity of the fighting area. As expected, the gang members had already fled after the fight, leaving only a large group of police officers cleaning the area.

No wonder I followed the flow of people this time. As long as no one fired a shot, 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 stemming from the Gothamites' thriving and exuberant curiosity.

Seeing that the situation was clear, Donton had no choice but 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 around and glanced, his eyes especially lingering on Downton's chest muscles for a moment, and then said.

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

"I asked you what your name is, 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 concealed the muzzle against the citizen's waist.

When the gun was pointed at him, the citizen immediately nodded with trembling.

"Don't get excited, I'm just joking. I mean... you look sexy topless. If you really want to, then I can help you."

"Hey!" Downton hit the citizen's waist hard with the butt of his gun: "Be serious!"

"OK, don't get excited, there are police officers all around here!

Just tell me whatever you want to say. My wife is waiting for me to bring home condoms so I can fuck her hard.

I just came out to restock my condoms because I ran out of them. You have to forgive my thirst, I don't want to mess with anyone!"

The citizen hurriedly explained, and Donton moved closer to him and asked him while shielding his pistol.

"Do you know which gangs were involved in the shooting just now?"

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

As for their opponents, can't you tell by their appearance? They're all Slavic scum from the Russian mafia!"

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

“How would I know this? I only know there’s an Iceberg Bar in Falcone where a lot of gangsters hang out.

I don't know anything else about it, and I'm not a fucking bastard with them!"

"Iceberg Bar, right? I see."

Donton retracted his gun and turned to leave. After all, there were no gangsters nearby.

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

Maybe a shirtless Downton looks a little threatening, or maybe his ripped pants are off-putting.

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

But before he had walked twenty meters, he heard a loud shout from behind.

"Help me! That shirtless Asian guy threatened me with a gun and told me to be gay with him. He also asked me about Falcone. I suspect he is a killer hired by the Russian mafia!"

"Grass!"

The moment he heard the voice, Donton immediately drew his gun and turned around, and then he saw the citizens he had threatened running towards the police.

Without saying a word, Donton started chasing after him. In just a few steps, he rushed out of the crowd and caught up with the man.

Bang bang bang!
He fired three shots in succession until the loudmouthed citizen's legs were broken and he began to crawl. Only then did Donton squat in front of him with satisfaction.

Grabbing a handful of the citizen's hair, Donton yelled at him.

"Do you know why you got shot? It wasn't because you called the police, it was because you slandered me!

You want to be gay, right? You want to be gay every three sentences, right? ! ! "

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

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

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the police immediately chased after Donton.

"Stop, don't move!"

"GCPD!"

"Put the gun down, lie on the ground, and put your hands on your head!"

"Wait, there's something wrong with that guy!"

"Fuck, that Asian guy who was killing people indiscriminately has respawned again!"

A policeman recognized Downton. After all, even though this is Gotham, it is not uncommon for someone who has just been shot to come back multiple times in one day.

However, few policemen knew Downton, and after Downton turned around, more policemen picked up their guns and shot at him.

The flying bullets and the loud gunshots caused the crowd that had just gathered to flee in all directions. The screams that rang out one after another made Donton rub his ears involuntarily.

If you're scared, why bother going to a murder scene? Look at how those women are screaming.

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 bit weird. If we kill him, he might pop up again from somewhere!"

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

"Fuck it, there are so many citizens nearby, are you crazy, shooting in their direction!"

The person who shouted the last sentence was a capable old man. Although he looked to be in his forties, he ran faster than Donton.

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

"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.

"The pursuit is really fast!"

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

Snapped!
Donton felt a pain in his right hand; the back of his hand holding the gun was shot through.

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

As he spoke, the old man pointed the gun at Donton's calf again.

Bang bang bang!
As the old man almost emptied the magazine, Donton lay directly on the ground, intending to fall asleep and improve his sleep quality.

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

As for the old man, he jumped on Donton and pressed the muzzle of the gun against Donton's forehead.

"Someone, handcuff him and take him back to the police station!"

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

Watching the policewoman tear open her pants, take off her shoes and wrap bandages around her calves and ankles, Donton laughed despite the pain.

"Being a police officer isn't easy. You have to massage the prisoners' feet."

"Fuck you!"

The policewoman pressed hard on Downton's wound, causing him to straighten his body in pain.

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

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

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

"That's right. Just like a vampire that catches the sun, it will spontaneously combust. And not long after, it will come back intact and kill everyone again!"

"We're not kidding!"

Several policemen kept explaining and trying to make Gordon believe them.

Listening to his subordinates' words, Gordon's mustache raised twice and he nodded solemnly to his subordinates.

"It's not that I don't believe you. After all, in Gotham, anything bizarre can happen."

"You're right, Sheriff Gordon!"

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

"After I knew you were Gordon, my heart skipped a beat.

I should have a good chat with you, but my legs hurt so damn much!
Since anything bizarre can happen, then it's normal even if it's even more bizarre, right?

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

While laughing, Donton followed his instinct and closed his eyes.

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

After he died once this morning, his instincts told him what kind of talent he possessed.

His ability is very simple, it allows him to appear in a random location in perfect condition.

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 here includes freedom of thought and will.

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

“What a great ability.”

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

The two gangsters who killed me in the beginning were no longer fighting each other, so I could only find them one by one.

But before that, I should pay off my debts.

The gun shop owner's pistols are very well maintained and are very easy to use.

So Downton decided that he should find a lucky bank to withdraw some money.

By the way, before going to the bank to withdraw money, you have to find a lucky clothing store and change into a set of clothes without bullet holes.

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

What a coincidence, there is a clothing store there!
(End of this chapter)