Chapter 720: Positive Monitors VS Anti-Monitors

(To readers: The first fifty chapters may not be written very well, because I am constantly adjusting my writing style (I confess), if you really don't like the first fifty chapters, you can roughly browse the plot, and then look at Gotham City from the sixty chapters (โ—โ—กโ—)ใƒŽ)

Downey doesn't have big dreams, and when others are carefully planning the grand ideals of life, Downey just wants to be a truck driver and one day own a truck of his own. After graduating from college, he joined a transportation company and spent two years on the road, finally saving up some money and borrowing some money to buy his own pickup truck, which Downey named Optimus Prime.

This time I was laughed at by my colleagues.

"Oh, Donnie was stunned, he called his new car Optimus Prime!"

"The minivan is called Optimus Prime, then you buy a big truck in a few years, shouldn't you call it the Emperor of the Universe?"

"From today onwards, my car will be called Megatron."

People laughed and talked about Donnie's actions.

Unconvinced, Donnie explained to his colleagues that although this was his first car, he would drive it for a long time. In the future, if you buy a new car, you will also be called Optimus Prime, which is a feeling that others don't understand, only he understands.

Colleagues disagreed, and many asked him what his feelings were? Transformers feelings when you were a child? Donnie never answered, and when he was asked in a hurry, he nodded and shook his head again. So his colleagues would still tease him from time to time as a conversation when he was bored.

At first, Donnie would try to explain and argue as much as possible, and he was always asked about "feelings", but after a long time, he simply did not explain, because he knew that his colleagues had no ill intentions, just pure talk and laughter. Donnie didn't refute, just laughed and listened to them, and the colleagues gradually stopped talking about it, tirelessly looking for new topics.

It's the beginning of another day, and Donnie, as usual, has to take a little time to maintain and wipe it, and the thunder can't move. He stubbornly believes that a good driver should see his own car as a comrade in the same boat, not as an ordinary tool.

The door was opened, the fire was lit, and Donnie pulled a loaded cart of fresh fruit on the road. Considering the freshness of the fresh fruit, coupled with the urgency of this shipment, Donnie drove faster than ever. When he sensed that something was wrong, it was too late, and a speeding luxury car came from the side and slammed head-on into the driver's door of Optimus Prime.

In Donnie's last afterglow, what was reflected was the other party's flushed face, drunken and hazy eyes, fleeting.

It's a young man, and I'm going to drink too much, and I don't have to pay for his luxury car, Downey thought. Then I regretted that my car was hit hard, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to repair it completely, and a large number of parts would have to be replaced after repair, and it was no longer the original one.

Consciousness blurred, everything in front of Donnie's eyes blurred, and his ears were ringing. He could no longer hear the screams and roars of passers-by.

Evening news, "At 3:07 p.m. today, there was a car accident on Sunshine Avenue, resulting in one death, and the perpetrator has now been detained by the police. The host said.

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When he opened his eyes again, he was in a completely unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar faces, unfamiliar relatives, and his parents gently picked him up shortly after birth, carefully coaxed him, and loved him very much. Donnie's eyes widened, grunting at the novelty.

It's a new world, with the legendary deeds of Captain America, as well as cities like Gotham, Metropolis, and more. After the initial shock, Donnie quickly calmed down, and the most prominent aspect of his personality is his ability to adapt.

In this life, his family is also running transportation, and the family saves a lot of money by saving money and living in poverty. In the megacity of New York, as long as you are willing to work hard and endure hardships, there are many opportunities to make money, and you took out a loan in New York to pay a down payment on a small house, a small house, but it is enough to shelter them from the wind and rain, small but warm.

That's how Donnie grew up in a new city and family, not wealthy, but warm enough for him to be satisfied and cherished.

Until the family of three was once again loaded with goods and was about to set off for transportation, Donny came to help.

"What are you doing here, you bastard, your father's body is strong!"

Donnie laughed: "I don't think you're as good as me, but I've been exercising!" As he spoke, he made the movements of a bodybuilder, causing his father to laugh and scold and his mother to chuckle.

But tragedy struck suddenly, without warning.

It was a sudden disaster, and the cries of countless people and the roars of monsters shattered all peace.

A sudden huge figure appeared next to it, overturning the pickup truck that the three Donnies relied on for survival, like kicking down a toy in the way.

Everything was dark, and the colorful world was blood-red in an instant.

The head hurts......

There were countless terrible screams and cries, and there seemed to be the sound of guns.

Downey vaguely felt that someone was slapping him in the face and yelling at him in the ear. Donnie barely opened his eyes, a subtle movement that seemed to use all his strength.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Wake up, hey! Lie down here and you're dead...... Child, if you don't want to die, stand up for me! โ€

Donnie's eyes widened, looking at the stranger in front of him with some blankness, and then rolling his eyes to look at the familiar but unfamiliar surroundings around him.

"Am I not dead yet...... Donnie muttered under his breath.

"If you don't run for your life, you're going to die! Those two monsters won't let you go just because you're a wounded person! Get up and run! The man yelled, shaking his head desperately.

"Run!" Someone else ran by and shouted at them, but before they had gone a few steps, they were hit by a huge rock, shattering and bleeding.

Donnie's face turned pale and his mind roared, you can't imagine how exciting this is for urbanites living in a peaceful environment, after all, many people are sick to their stomachs when they watch a bloody movie, let alone watch a whole person being smashed in front of them.

From time to time, a monster-like roar irritated Donnie's nerves, warning him that this was a dangerous place. There were people running around in a panic, the ground was littered with fragments of various buildings, plaques, etc., many vehicles crashed into a ball, and even more vehicles rolled over.

The man barely grabbed Donnie and dragged him out.

"What the hell is going on?" Downey asked, he wanted to go back and see how his parents were doing, but failed, and he was badly injured and covered in blood.

His heart was full of trepidation, and he felt that something important had left him forever.

"Two monsters are fighting." The man said, "I don't know where the monster came out, a lot of people are dead." โ€

Don felt like he was crazy, and everyone was crazy.

With a loud bang, a behemoth fell in front of the two of them, and the ground cracked, raising large clouds of sand and dust, and a large amount of fine gravel flew in all directions, hitting Donnie's body in great pain.

The night was dim, and the view was slightly obstructed, and only a behemoth, about three or five meters high, could be vaguely seen. Only a roar was heard, and the monster roared in the sky.

Donnie's eyes widened, and he clearly heard the monster not far away roaring "Hulk"!

It's the Hulk!

Donnie's eyes grew red and bloodshot.

"Damn it!"

The man next to him was also terrified, trembling and trembling.

"Run, leave me alone!" Downey said quickly, "My family is still in the car, I must get them out!" "He trembled, he was terrified, he was afraid of losing everything, he was afraid that terrible thought would come true.

The man was pale, silent, and stubbornly pulled Donnie to get him away. He ignored Donnie's cries, and carried Donnie around with difficulty, moving step by step. This is a middle-aged uncle, with blood on his face, who walks with determination despite fear, and refuses to let go no matter how much Donnie yells.

The other two people in the van he had already seen and were not saved.

The bustling city is in ruins, with high-rise buildings in tatters, cars scattered, and many people shivering under their cars, praying for the gifts of the gods. In the distance, there were many shadows, the army and the people were mixed together, and they did not dare to approach, and the helicopter gunships flying in the air also circled cautiously in the distance, refusing to approach easily. The surviving streetlights on the side of the street flickered constantly, as if trying to release the last light in the chaos, which did give the survivors a little comfort, and the two Downey moved with difficulty but determination through this faint light.

Hulk roared and thumped his head, as if trying to make his consciousness more conscious, and had no time to pay attention to the insignificant little bug in front of him, giving Donnie and the others time to flee for their lives.

But time is not enough after all, Donnie is too seriously injured, and the middle-aged uncle is too tired.

An equally large, but darker-colored figure jumped from the intersection to a place not far from the two of them, confronted Hulk, and yelled, "Hulk! I'm stronger than you now! โ€

Donnie fell into an ice cave, and the chill from his feet rushed to the heavenly spirit cover.

Hate! Another monster!

The middle-aged uncle next to him was surprisingly calm and said to Donnie, "These are two villains, monsters!" They ruined everything and will definitely go to hell. โ€

Donnie looked at a pickup truck of his own on the side of the road, pointed at it and shouted, "Let's go there!" โ€