The modification was slower than Downey had imagined, and the old bartender demanded tens of thousands of dollars from Downey in one go, carrying a wine bottle, that he wanted to buy the best parts, the best alloys, the best converters, and that he wanted to build a war motorcycle.

The two shot heroically and spent money without blinking. Someone saw that it was profitable, so he came over and tried to cheat some money to spend, but the old bartender soon saw through it, and Donnie beat the man half to death.

The screams came, attracting the attention of many people, and some people with black backgrounds looked indifferent and impatient.

"This is the territory of the Irish gang, who dares to make trouble here?" There was a strong man with a hideous face, he began to pull out his gun, according to the rules he could kill these ignorant rookies.

Soon another man stopped him and whispered to him that the young man who had beaten people was the mechanic who had been in the limelight lately.

"Don't look at that guy is young and ignorant, but as long as he has the opportunity to do it, he will definitely kill him, and many people have been slaughtered by him recently."

People whispered, many people cast concerned and jealous glances at Donnie, and those who originally had the intention to do it also silently hid their guns, not daring to show the slightest clue. Compete with this mutant, who would dare to do it without two hits? There is gossip that unless this mutant is lured to the barren mountains and mountains, it is likely that his home turf will be wherever he goes.

This mutant seems to have the ability to create a steady stream of mechanical soldiers, but it doesn't know where the specific upper limit is.

Many people flinched and died down, but there were also guys who were not afraid of death who came up and seemed to want to communicate with Donnie, attracting a lot of lively eyes.

A very strange man came up to Donnie, his whole body was tightly covered in a thick black special uniform, and he wore a hood on his head, which was impermeable.

"Is this guy trying to provoke him? Or befriend him? ”

"I bet he'll be able to go home in three sentences at most, who can trap that mutant if it's not a big organization?"

People were talking, waiting to see what happened to this guy.

The strange man stood right in front of Donnie, looking at Donnie without fear.

"Mr. Donnie." The weirdo grinned, baring his fangs, as if intent on letting Donnie see, "I greet you on behalf of the Thompson family." ”

The old bartender's squatting body trembled suddenly, and then continued to install it as if nothing had happened, but his legs trembled a little, and a ring was not fastened for a long time.

Donnie's face was expressionless: "I don't think I have anything to say hello to you guys. ”

"Don't say that." The strange man said politely, "You cleaned our Thompson family's stronghold last night, but your majesty is tight, and your name is now spread throughout the underground world, making our family impressed. Also, my name is John Thompson. ”

"Then you're here to go to war? You want to go to war with me in broad daylight? Donnie smirked.

Vampires can't see the sun, and they will die.

John was noncommittal, and he offered to bring the old bartender back, and their feud was written off, guaranteeing that no one would come to Donnie's trouble.

"This guy was originally a follower of our family's Ha Ghost Clan, and it took many years to find him." John explained.

"He's a Ha ghost? This is the first time I've heard of this, but this person is useful to me, and I can't make it. Donnie refused, and he opened his eyes and pretended to know nothing, saying that it was impossible to hand over the old bartender.

John Thompson's smile was a little stiff, he didn't believe that Donnie would be such a "gentleman" and arrest people for no reason, why didn't he torture him?

Look at the old fritter next to him nodding his head, he can't dig out his heart, this mutant really doesn't know anything and hell it.

The old bartender's acting skills are very good, his loyal expression can deceive anyone, and even the actor has to shout a word of obedience when he comes, the old bartender has already practiced his acting skills over the years, and he talks nonsense when he sees people.

Donnie glanced at the old bartender, resisted the urge to go up and kick him, took a step forward, and looked at the vampire condescendingly: "He's of great use to me, I won't give him to you." ”

This sentence made Donnie so disgusted that he hated to kick the old bartender to death. He suddenly thought that he might as well hand over the old bartender and fight the vampires with real knives and guns.

John Thompson smiled again, he straightened his back and was polite, and despite his ugly attire, he still had the nobility of a pure-blood. He tells Donnie that the Thompson family doesn't want to hurt Downey because of a ghost clan, and if Downey insists on not befriending, he is likely to befriend the Thompson family and its affiliated small families.

Several oddities in the same outfit popped up and surrounded Donnie. The nearby staff wanted to come over and pull the rack, but they were frightened away by the red eyes of these weirdos, and they didn't dare to come over to look for death again.

"Mr. Donnie, think about it one last minute, don't make a mistake." John Thompson persuaded Donnie one last time, his tone was threatening, but he secretly estimated in his heart that the time was almost over, that the man's mission had been completed, and he should withdraw.

Donnie didn't speak for a long time, and when he saw that John was leaving, he squinted his eyes and suddenly spoke: "Okay, I'm convinced, I'll listen to you." ”

"What?!" John was stunned, froze there for a moment, and looked at Donnie in disbelief, there was no such thing in his script at all, which was completely different from what the man had explained.

"What do you say, Mr. Donnie...... Will you give this old fellow to me? John was very nervous, with a pure-blood physique, his forehead was actually sweating, his tongue was knotted, and he suddenly didn't know what to say next.

"Yes, for you." Downey sighed, pulled the old bartender over with a look of disgust, and told John that he could take him away.

John was stunned, and so was the old bartender, what did this young man's brain circuit think, how could he sell the old bartender so easily?

Downey stretched out his hands and signaled his innocence, saying that he was completely disgusted with the old fritter, and even more afraid of the might of the Thompson family, and if the nobles really wanted someone, he decided to fully cooperate.

"The Thompsons? It was a misunderstanding before, it was all a misunderstanding, and our grievances have been written off since then, which is what you said. Donnie looked very close to each other with a smile and a grudge.

John broke out in a cold sweat and said hard-headedly, "You really think about it?" Don't think about it anymore? "He still wants to struggle one last time, maybe there will be a rescue.

Downey nodded firmly, hoping to reconcile with the Thompson family.

The onlookers who eat melons have been driven away by this group of weirdos, and they are very embarrassed, and they have persuaded John to hurry up and get rid of people, don't make a scene here, and move their share.

"This is the property of the Irish Gang, so if you don't want to cause trouble, you should leave."

"That's right, aren't everyone compromised? What are you doing, hurry up and take someone away. ”

People urged John not to think so much.

Even the old bartender rolled his eyes, very slippery, he saw the clue, so he lay down on the ground, and asked the vampires to carry him away: "If you can't eat or sleep well with this guy, you can quickly rescue me, it's still the same life as before." ”

John was a little trembling with anger, very embarrassed, very embarrassed, and he had an urge to slash this old fritter and a bunch of melon-eating people to death with one palm.