I don't know how many cameras have been installed in the entire underground parking lot, and I don't know how many hackers have broken into it, keeping a close eye on the situation in front of the computer.

Donnie knew that he was a monkey show now, and he wanted to show everyone. But he didn't care, or rather, everyone needed such a show to test it.

Any high-level mutant who wants to have a free space to operate has to fight his way out, and this freedom is built on countless bloody battles, so that everyone who wants to move him first weighs whether they can pay the price.

A lot of powerful mutants are coming and going in all kinds of situations at will, unscrupulously and without scruples. Their relevant information has long been filed in various departments, but no one dares to touch them lightly.

Wolverine doesn't even know where he's driving a big broken car now, who's going to trouble him? The gains outweigh the losses, the cost is too great, not to mention how much the loss is, the key party can't be killed no matter how much he kills, this is the most devastating.

As for the other Level 3 mutants? or incognito, never showed ability, and spent his life in a low-key manner; Either join a big power organization and get shelter; In the end, he died, died on the way to growth, this category is the most, and the end is also the worst.

The price of wanting to take down a high-level mutant is too painful. Therefore, the value of a newborn fourth-level mutant is far from comparable to that of a bunch of third-level mutants, it is the difference in the nature of life, and the attraction to certain organizations is beyond imagination, enough to make them crazy, and they would rather send someone to tempt it.

It's best to be able to solicit with words, and it's equally gratifying to be able to kill him on the spot and drag his body back.

The Transformers turned into motorcycles picked up bazookas in the panicked gazes of the crowd. People shouted and shots, and only the weapons in their hands gave them a sense of security.

Dense gunfire rang out here, and a large number of armed men poured in to join the encirclement of Donnie.

"Hehehe, I'll just say it's too cautious. A mere newborn mutant, how strong can he be even if he is level four? Even when Magneto first awakened his abilities, he was just a fragile piece of garbage that could be easily put down. ”

Some people boasted, claiming that they were born in the wrong era, if they could have been born in World War II, what second-rate goods like Professor Magneto X would have died and had no place to be buried, let alone today's embarrassing situation.

The motorcycle transformers conjured a metal shield to protect Donnie tightly, and the rain of bullets was all blocked out, and the sound of tinkling was endless.

When the boasting man saw this, his confidence was greatly increased, and he threatened to win the battle, and he already had victory in his hands.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the shield, and a small Gatling protruded from it, and the muzzle of the gun slowly rotated, accelerating, like a sonata of death, to reach out the scythe of destruction and harvest life.

People are in a state of death, and they subconsciously want to dodge, but not everyone can dodge, for example, the person who likes to boast about himself is beaten into a sieve for the first time, covered with bullet holes, and will definitely die.

Gatling quickly turned around and opened fire, causing a large number of casualties, and people fell to the ground screaming in misery.

Some people reacted quickly, they had already found a cover to hide, they refused to come out, they were afraid, they were already shocked by the other party's strange ability, and they didn't dare to show up again. There are even people with fierce temperaments, holding up weapons to fight back, trying to find the time difference in the crisis and kill the opponent.

In ordinary shootouts, many people fall under counterattacks.

But Donnie is different. He was guarded to death, with only a small Gatling whistling and bloodied through the parking lot.

The man who fought back quickly fell, with a look of remorse and despair on his face, turned into a corpse with wide eyes, and walked away in suffocation. He didn't blink a blind eye, such a way of playing was too shameless, and he was good at gun, but the enemy and I were not on the same side at all.

"With heavy weapons! What about rocket artillery? Explode this turtle shell! I don't believe in hating things that can be impressed with a single punch, my rocket launcher can't be broken? ”

This man knows a lot about Donnie's fame fight, he has collected detailed information, and he knows some of Downey's data very well, which is much better than those fools who come to hunt with a big grin, and he has a chance to win, thinking that Downey will not escape.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the rocket artillery slammed into the past, and a violent explosion occurred. The force of the impact distorted and pitted the entire metal shield, as if it had been beaten horribly, and it looked a little tattered.

"It didn't break? Just fried dents into it? ”

Someone was taken aback and couldn't believe it, this was the latest model of rocket artillery, and it was amazingly powerful, but the end result was almost unscathed on the other side, which he couldn't accept.

Why has the defense become so good, and when fighting with the abomination, the opponent's metal man is obviously very brittle?

Donnie slapped the metal shield, and the fire energy was transmitted, and the shield recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it looked a little old.

"Because you don't know anything about me."

Once again, a gap was opened, and from inside came a bazooka, the one Downey had just snatched back, which had been saved for no use, and now it was time to use it.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang, the shells exploded, and a large number of people were killed by shrapnel, and their flesh and blood were blurred, and they knelt on the ground with wailing. Some vehicles were affected, making loud noises, rupturing fuel tanks, and gasoline pouring all over the ground.

Downey shot him, and the gasoline burned instantly, and several people were surrounded by a sea of fire, screaming and turning into burning people, dying in endless pain.

"Monsters, we ordinary people are not opponents at all! Let those who are capable come, I'm not going to do it! Who has been shouting that the winning ticket is coming, the winning ticket is a fart! ”

People were really frightened, some of the shrimp soldiers and crabs scattered in panic, and some leaders roared and shot several people, but they couldn't stop them at all.

From just now to now, all those who shouted "victory is in hand" have taken the lead in being killed, and death is worthless, and people have long suppressed their fears and fought against incomprehensible enemies, which is the most demoralizing and fighting spirit.

Donnie stomped his foot, knowing that this was a great opportunity and he couldn't wait any longer! Rush out!

"Who dares to stop me?!"

Downey roared, only to see the shield shrink, the transformers inside pounced forward, and in the click, reassembled into a motorcycle, Downey ran forward, jumped, sat firmly on the motorcycle, resolutely unscrewed the accelerator, and moved forward at full speed.

"You can't run!" A loyal man stood up and shouted: "We have laid a net of heaven and earth, you can't run, we have the chance to win!" ”

Bang!

Downey shot the man dead.

"Who dares to stop me?!"

There was a skinny guy who didn't have time to run away, just in the way of the way.

Downey was about to shoot him, but the thin man was so clever that he shouted, "I don't have a chance to win!" Can't afford to provoke! ”

Donnie sped full speed ahead, kicking him away and sprinting towards the exit.