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Chapter 30 I'm Not Done With You
"I know I shouldn't rush, but time is running out, Alfred.

I must act quickly to have a chance to rid Gotham of this troublesome Downton."

Bruce responded, then picked up his knife and fork and quickly ate his breakfast.

While eating, he took the time to continue.

“Although Donton’s immortality has been proven, his own strength is still very immature. Of course, it’s only temporary.

With his death-chasing lifestyle, it wouldn't be long before he would evolve into one of the most dangerous guys in the world amidst the hail of bullets and repeated deaths.

Only now can I take advantage of his inexperience, find his weaknesses wherever possible and drive him out of Gotham!

If I miss him now, I have a feeling that he will become a big trouble that troubles me for the rest of my life!"

After he finished speaking, Bruce picked up a piece of fried egg with a fork with an expressionless face.

Noticing that Bruce was using a little more force with the fork, Alfred shook his head and advised.

"We're not the only ones who want to take him down, Bruce, maybe we can let someone else try first.

Just like yesterday, the conflict between Downton and the Falcone family caused Falcone to lose his old friend Sabatino, whom he had known for many years. Downton's actions are destined to be incompatible with Gotham's existing gangs.

In my opinion, letting their feud ferment for a while may be a better idea than rushing into action."

“Even if the idiot happens to find Donton’s weakness, he may not be able to make good use of it. The wrong move may even make Donton aware of his own weaknesses and compensate for them in a targeted manner.

I don't trust any gangs in Gotham, let alone the incompetent City Hall and the Gotham Police Department that is in cahoots with Falcone.

Whether it's Downton or Falcone and his gang, they all deserve to go to hell, but Downton's level of trouble makes him a higher priority.

I will eventually bring retribution to each of them in the name of Gotham's night, and they must live in endless pain and fear every day for the rest of their lives.

This is my revenge on them, and I must do it myself. I can't wait a moment, Alfred!"

Facing Alfred's persuasion, Bruce turned his head and reflected his cold pupils in Alfred's eyes.

Looking at Bruce's cold eyes, Alfred even stopped breathing for a moment.

Yes, he should have known that, even after fifteen years, Bruce was still standing in that crime alley, he had never escaped.

As for the Bruce in front of us, the one walking in the world now is nothing more than the incarnation of revenge.

Before he had the chance to fall in love with this city, he had already begun to hate every inch of land and every person here.

However, he hated the criminals in this city even more!

Taking a deep breath, Alfred nodded gently.

“I understand, Bruce, but even so, you still need better armor and props.

I will hurry up and customize the mask you requested. As for the others, I think you can go to Wayne Enterprises' R&D department.

Lucius's situation was not very good during the years you were away, but his brain was not wasted.

Maybe you’ll find something satisfying there.”

"I'll go later."

In response to the butler's kindness, Bruce responded, feeling a slight pain in his heart.

How could he, as perceptive as he was, not see the worry, guilt, pain and disappointment hidden in the butler's heart?

A fan graph is far from enough to describe a person's mood, and the complexity of human beings is far beyond the analysis of modern mathematics.

Trying not to look at Alfred's eyes, Bruce continued.

“When I go to the company, I need you to keep an eye on Downton’s news for me.

If possible, crack and monitor the phone call that Downton left for reporter Louise yesterday. In addition, I need more intelligence about this city. When there is no news from Downton, I hope you can help me collect and organize some. "

"Of course, Bruce, I'll always be on your side."

Alfred nodded, then looked at Bruce with a smile, just like he did a dozen or twenty years ago.

That smile stung Bruce's eyes, so he put down his cutlery, got dressed, and rushed to Wayne Group.

At the same time, not far from the entrance of the Gun Feast in Little Italy.

The eyes of two street prostitutes who had gotten up early lit up.

"Is it him?"

"That's him, I saw him with my own eyes, call my eldest sister quickly!"

When he was mentioned by the street prostitutes, he did not notice the women's whispers. Standing in front of the bald boss's shop, Donton shrugged helplessly.

"No way, is there really someone who was scared into the countryside by Falcone from such a long distance?"

As he spoke, Donton knocked on the locked shop door, but even after knocking for more than ten seconds, there was no response from inside.

So, Donton pulled out his gun with a smile.

“Lao Deng, I’m here to restock. Since you’re not here, I’ll borrow it myself and return it to you when I have the money!
Falcone hasn't investigated you yet, but you've already gone back to the countryside. Are you brave enough to live up to the big guys in your store?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Donton fired several shots at the lock core of the rolling door, directly breaking it.

Accompanied by the blaring alarm, he pulled up the shutter door and rushed into the bald boss's shop laughing.

First, pick up the tactical backpack closest to the store door, and then start restocking the backpack.

Donton didn't even touch the beautiful-looking tactical rifle. Instead, he stuffed two short-guns into his bag, then took out a submachine gun, and finally added a Desert Eagle to transform himself into a double-gunner.

Donton filled the remaining space in the backpack with grenades and bullets. He only took shrapnel grenades, wanting to use a lot of force to make bricks fly.

In addition, he also found a tactical dagger and hung it on his waist.

Before the police arrived, he had already run towards the Iceberg Club with a bag of goods on his back.

Downton never leaves revenge overnight. If it does, it must be time to get off work.

After a night's rest and regaining enough energy, he of course continued to seek revenge on the Dimitrov family.

Sabatino has been dead for so long, but the head of the Dimitrov family is still alive. Just thinking about this, Donton feels that he is too lazy.

Otherwise, I should extend the overtime hours to nine o'clock in the evening. Going for a massage at seven o'clock last night...it was such a waste of time.

It’s obvious that I sleep better after 9 o’clock!
However, even if he wanted to find the Dimitrov family to complete the work, he did not know the information about the Dimitrov family.

So he could only come to the Iceberg Club first and talk to the black silk middleman he had booked.

Upon learning of Downton's arrival, Liv, who had just received news from her subordinates, hurried out to greet him.

At the same time, in Little Italy, the bald boss stopped his car in confusion, staring blankly at his tattered store door... and the weapons shop that had been looted!

Although he rushed here from home the moment he received the alarm.

But after Downton left, his shop without a gate was like a drunk girl, and was picked up by countless vultures.

Looking at the almost empty shop, the bald boss swallowed hard, then raised his wrist to look at his watch.

"It's only 8:40, no gun store would open that early!
Donton, you damn bastard, I'm going to fuck your whole family!
You are crazy, really crazy, don’t ever think about getting anything from me again!
I'm not done with you, Donton!!!"

(End of this chapter)