By the time Downey returned to New York City, many had already been back for a while, and there was plenty of entertainment to entertain these old friends who hadn't seen him for a long time.

These recreational activities come in a variety of ways.

For example, for people like Max, all kinds of electricity are his favorite food, so there is a special villa full of giant cables that risk electric light.

For example, people like Blade and Whistler have a dedicated weapons research building and a training ground large enough for them to fight.

Not to mention other things like food and drink.

It's rare for everyone to get together like this.

As a golden portal slowly opened, Donnie stepped out of it, and in just a few seconds, he easily crossed half the world.

With him, there was Mordo.

But the king didn't come, this serious guy threatened to guard the Earth Magic Circle, Kama Taj must be on guard at all times, and Donnie could only shrug his shoulders indifferently.

The old bartender, Max, Crane, Blade, and many others who were born and died with Donnie were invited back.

Oh, and Mycoriana, the queen of the Hell's Frontier herself.

She didn't like the tranquility of Kama Taj very much, and the vigorous life at the borders of hell suited her better, so she rarely stayed in Kama Taj.

Downey also sends an invitation to Professor X and Magneto, but they are all rejected, they have their own things to do.

Downey even invited Johnny to come over, but Johnny refused, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the spirit of revenge, and he would go on a killing spree after turning into a ghost rider at night.

There are really few people who can withstand the Eye of Judgment of Ghost Rider, and if they encounter it, it will be the result of instant killing, so Donnie will give up.

After Donnie arranged Mordo, he met with a group of acquaintances, exchanged pleasantries, chatted with each other, and hurried to the old bartender.

"What did you say, Wanda is here?" Donnie raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a smile, "No wonder I couldn't find her in Kama Taj, it turns out that she came here directly." ”

"Hey, you, you're stupid, why don't you invite her in advance?" The old bartender said with a strange expression.

"I was going to call her to come with me when I came, who knew she would come directly by herself." Donnie smiled wryly.

His daily schedule is full, and he spends every day playing with his life, and all kinds of multiplying pressures make Donnie dare not relax at will.

This is a desperate era, and the universe will be destroyed at every turn, especially knowing that there is a day of destruction around you that will come at any time, and you can't even run, and the pressure can be imagined.

"People almost couldn't accept it and wanted to leave, but fortunately I stopped them in time...... Ahem...... "The old bartender didn't mention it in one breath, and coughed a few times.

Donnie's brows were tightly furrowed, and he was silent for a while before he said with a complicated expression: "Your body has been so bad?" ”

The old bartender coughed and waved his hand, not careless.

"Listen to me, your body is degrading too fast, quit smoking, especially alcohol! You're so good at drinking, a stable life gives you a lot of time to drink, and you're committing suicide in a chronic way! Donnie said in a deep voice, even though he knew it wouldn't work, he tried to persuade him.

"Or I'll have someone inject you with the Dionysian factor, and you can drink whatever you want in the future! Drink as much as you want! ”

"No, no, I don't want to be injected with that kind of thing, hey, that hell thing from the resurrection spring, which greatly erodes the human senses, even if I have a long life, what's the use? I can't even taste much of the wine, so it's boring. The old bartender smiled and stubbornly refused.

Donnie's expression became more and more complicated, looking at the old guy who could kill people two years ago, and now he has become like this. It is true that because of the old bartender himself, after settling down, all the hidden dangers were exposed, not to mention, he was addicted to alcohol, and he was drunk and dreamed of death most of the day.

Donnie's position as a butler was also based on this consideration.

"If I had said that about you before, you old man would have punched me in the face......" Donnie sighed as he took a deep breath.

The old bartender was the only one who treated him with a normal heart, the only one.

The others, as Donnie's strength increased and his status rose sharply, their attitudes all changed subtly, especially after he took over the position of the new Supreme Mage, this change was even more obvious.

Only the old bartender, this seemingly super unreliable old thing, is still the same as before, the two will quarrel after no more than three sentences, and then directly communicate with their fists, ending with a blue skin and a swollen face.

There are so many people, only the old bartender still thinks of Donnie as that stupid idiot, that stupid boy who has just awakened his abilities, whose mind is full of hatred and anger, and who does things stupidly.

Some idiot stupidly breaks into a vampire bar and kidnaps a precarious old guy just to get a so-called "vehicle tuner who doesn't really need it".

Now that I think about it, it's okay to be young, but stupid to home.

Everyone, to a greater or lesser extent, has changed, and in their eyes, Donnie is not the superpower who doesn't understand anything, but the guardian of a planet.

They had all changed, a little bit of awe, more of the manners and boring smiles that Downey didn't want to see, more of the distance that was close at hand but like a moat.

That subtle estrangement, very annoying, really annoyed and annoying Donnie.

But only the old bartender, the old guy who was spewing dung, communicated with Donnie with the same attitude as before. Mocking each other at the beginning, punching and kicking, the skin and face are swollen and ended.

This is the communication between the two, and it has been like this all these years.

Only the old bartender remained.

Everyone has changed, and there is only one old guy who stubbornly clings to the old things.

But this old guy who is not afraid of death is about to die.

"I use magic to condition your body, I can help you extend your ......"

Before Donnie could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the old bartender.

"No, Donnie, it's not your temper, where's that heartless guy? If I really want to live, there is a way, even if there is no Dionysian factor, I can use all kinds of high-tech serums of the Tianyan Society at any time, not to mention that they secretly obtained the blood of the newly awakened Captain America, and the research on the serum has made a lot of progress......"

The old bartender coughed a few times, and the old thing, which was not afraid of heaven and earth, became as weak as an ordinary old man.

Downey was silent for a long time, and the two men stood face to face, as if separated by two ends of a river, forever only flowing, not repeating the cycle.

"Hmph, I know, if you want to die, go to death, and when you die, I will give you a stick of incense." Donnie snorted coldly, squinting at the old bartender.

The old bartender grinned, and Donnie noticed that he had lost another tooth.

Donnie knew why the old bartender did this, but the two tacitly didn't say anything.

The vampire kingdom, which was the driving force for the survival of the old bartender, is gone, and is completely buried by Donnie's family.

The scattered remaining vampires are also being frantically hunted down by the Sky Eye Society around the world.

Countless undead warriors injected with the Dionysian factor, charging at the forefront, under the leadership of a few backbones, buried the last vestiges of the vampire kingdom.

When the spiritual pillar collapses, neither can the person.

In the past, all the relatives of the old bartender were killed by the vampires, and now, the old bartender has watched the destruction of the vampires with his own eyes, and among them, the fireworks that soar into the sky have their own power.

Exterminating the vampire is not only Donnie's own idea, but also for the sake of the old bartender.

No one knows when this old guy will collapse, and if he has a chance to fulfill his lifelong wish, Donnie will not keep his hand, and the old bartender will go on like crazy until he completes his final goal.

They succeeded, and the old bartender collapsed rapidly, like a high-rise building that had suddenly lost its foundation, and disappeared from its roots little by little.

Donnie could clearly feel the fading power of time in the old bartender.

He has many ways to treat the old bartender, not to mention such a low-level means as injecting serum, and Donnie is even willing to risk using a time gem for the old bartender to forcibly reverse time and restore the old bartender to the prime of life.

But he can't help it, if he does this, the stubborn old guy who has already lived enough will definitely kill himself without hesitation.

As night fell, many faces that had not been seen for a long time came together again, and in the bustling hall, all kinds of precious food and wine were placed, and tables were placed from one end of the hall to the other, leaving a few empty spaces in the middle for easy passage.

Everyone chatted with each other and explained their experiences, laughter and sorrow mixed together, and all kinds of exquisite drinks were drunk as if they were plain water.

The little queen Liana drank too much, deliberately did not use magic to relieve hangover, and swayed around looking for someone to drink.

In the end, it was mixed with the quicksilver, which was also drunk, and the two young men each carried a bottle of wine, shouting loudly, and finally quarreled and got drunk.

In this lively scene, the old bartender rarely did not drink, but only held the bottle, as in the past, and from time to time raised it as if he was drinking, in fact he just touched the alcohol with his lips and squinted to feel the smell.

He can't drink anymore, and tonight, he doesn't want to drink, he just wants to watch others drink.

He watched as people gathered from all directions, including Gotham's owl killer Amanda, a woman who claimed to be an elite woman, but was kidnapped by Raven and saw it as a great shame.

There are mutants, from the two sworn enemies of the Brotherhood and the X-Men, and there are even Burning Man John and others who rushed over halfway, and added in without saying a word.

There are also Max and Betty, whose physique is hard to beat by alcohol, but is still excited to participate in the chaos.

From nothing, from less to more, these are all under his witness.

Inexplicably, the old bartender was very satisfied and satisfied, and even raised the bottle more often, and his messy hair was placed on top of his head very arbitrarily, wet by the wine that was spilled from time to time.

He scratched his head casually, and his drunken eyes, which had never drunk, gradually dimmed, looked at the messy hall, and grinned like a child.

A tear quietly flowed from the corner of his eye, and no one noticed.