Downey doesn't trust S.H.I.E.L.D. easily, even if they repeatedly express kindness to them. S.H.I.E.L.D. is a global body, with the exception of the five major Security Councils, which has a terrifyingly large authority, and even a portion of the authority. Every continent and country has a branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I don't know how many agencies and departments are under the jurisdiction of the branch, and I don't know how many ghosts, snakes, and gods are mixed in with this kind of global political and military organization.

Its special status determines that it has to accept the clamp of several big countries, and to accept the clamp, it must allow or acquiesce in the personnel of each big country, and each big country does not know how many huge interest groups there are, calculating each other and balancing interests, so that S.H.I.E.L.D. is mixed and almost anyone can collapse. Only an old agent like Nick Fury, who has been doing it for decades, can handle it, and sort out many intricate relationships in an orderly manner.

Donnie didn't mind working with S.H.I.E.L.D., but if Fury really wanted him to join in at this juncture and become a member of the establishment, it wouldn't be possible. Even if you want to add it, it will be after Hydra is cleaned up, and even if you really join, you will join the Avengers, and it will be a big deal to join the Justice League of Lord Batman.

Even if the Avengers were formed by S.H.I.E.L.D., in the end, S.H.I.E.L.D. lost all the people, and even the extraordinary team it formed no longer trusted them, and when it came to fighting Ultron, the Avengers were basically equivalent to quitting S.H.I.E.L.D. and became a semi-civilian organization, and the funds and equipment consumed on weekdays were completely supported by Tony Stark.

If you want to cooperate with an organization like S.H.I.E.L.D., you must also be careful not to be calculated by one of the factions inside.

In fact, even if he doesn't join these two camps, Donnie himself is a tough mutant, and his natural level of level 4 is enough for him to maintain a wait-and-see posture for a long time.

During this time, he should get a group of his own people, and he suffered a little bit by going it alone.

Let's start with this treacherous old bartender.

"Hey, old man, are you dead?" Donnie dragged the old bartender into the room, tossed it in a random corner, pulled out the bricks and waited.

The old bartender clearly felt a chilling murderous aura, and a spirit opened his eyes.

"Ouch, why does my head hurt so much......" As soon as he woke up, the old bartender covered his head in pain, and was stunned to find that his head was bigger, and he was a little frightened.

"What did you do to me?! You bastard! ”

The old bartender was full of grief and indignation, no one had treated him like this in his life, what happened? An unreasonable bastard bursts into a bar and kidnaps him, then beats him into a pig's head?

Donnie sneered, if it weren't for that scene in the bar, he would have been deceived by this old man's acting skills. A bartender in a vampire bar who is neither a vampire nor a hamper, would be hellish to say that it was okay.

"Put away your acting skills." Donnie gestured to the vibranium in his hand, made a gesture to shoot it, and threatened: "Tell me, who the hell are you, at least I dragged you out of that wolf's den, you have to learn to be grateful." ”

The old bartender immediately responded, "I'm just a normal person, and they took me in to turn me into a vampire, and that's it." ”

The old bartender's tone was decisive and direct, as if it had been rehearsed a thousand times and became instinctive, and he sincerely expressed his gratitude to Donnie, claiming that Donnie had saved his life and that he would definitely repay him in the future, and wanted to leave.

Donnie was impatient, and a brick knocked him down, and he hit him very hard. "If you want to pique my curiosity and competitiveness, let me tell you, you've succeeded," Downey said. But my patience is limited and tell me directly, who the hell are you and why are the vampires tying you up? ”

Donnie is really impatient, this old fritter is mixed in the vampire chassis, and he is also a slippery guy, if the old bartender really doesn't plan to cooperate, he will really choose to kill him.

He is in a violent conflict with the vampires, and there is a possibility of all-out war at any time, even if it is out of caution, it is impossible to let the old bartender just walk away and sit back and watch him be captured by the vampires to reveal his information.

"You should understand that if I drag you to the parking lot and back again, I won't allow you to leave me so casually. You've seen a lot of things that you shouldn't be watching. Donnie gave the ultimatum straight away.

The old bartender covered his head, was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, offering to cooperate with Donnie and tell him everything he knew.

"Is there any beer? I'm thirsty. Said the old bartender.

Syllable!

The old bartender touched the swollen bag, and finally got honest.

"My family has been a ghost clan for generations, and I have followed the Thompson family for generations, and I was originally loyal."

The old bartender slowly recounted the past of their family to Donnie, and the first sentence made Donnie frown. Every vampire family has a large number of members of the Ha Ghost Clan, and some of the Ha Ghost Clan even use the family as a unit, dedicated to working for the vampire in pursuit of immortality and dealing with some things under the sun.

The old bartender tells Donnie that his family has followed the vampire for generations, but when it comes to the old bartender's father's generation, things change. The old bartender's father finds an artifact in a ruin, left behind by a vampire ancestor, and is rumored to contain a great secret. Once this antiquity is discovered, it will be immediately sealed by the vampire clan, and it is not allowed to be present, and the vampires want to study the secrets inside the antiquity themselves.

"It was a piece of human skin cloth with ancient writing on it." Said the old bartender.

Vampires have spent hundreds of years trying to decipher this text, but to no avail, even if they have more and more human skins, it is useless, they can't decipher it at all, and even many vampires have given up.

"Your father succeeded?" Donnie's brow furrowed.

"Yes." The old bartender stood up, found the refrigerator, and took out the beer inside, "At least partially, my father deciphered some secrets of human skin. With the help of the most advanced computers of that era, coupled with his super high IQ and writing skills, Lian Mengchai deciphered part of it. ”

The old bartender told Donnie that the skincloth of these people had a method of creating gods, and that as long as any vampire mastered this method, he could create the gods of the vampire clan.

"The gods of vampires, supreme, even if they are made, have incredible powers, and my father is deeply intoxicated by them." The old bartender drank one bottle of beer in one gulp, and took out a second bottle, behaving a little crazy.

"He's crazy and wants to be a god, and although he's a Ha ghost, he aspires to be the only god of vampires, ruling over the lives and deaths of vampires. The possibility of transformation from slave to master drove him crazy, and he couldn't care about anything. ”