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Looking at Liv, whose eyebrows were gradually wrinkled, Donton closed the travel bag with a smile and said.

"It's just a question, not as difficult as you think, Liv."

"Donton!"

Liv couldn't be as relaxed as Donton said. After seeing the grenade clearly, she immediately raised her hand to press Donton's thigh, and the hand was moving closer to Donton's vitals.

"These are all poor women. Maybe I'm the only one who's not pitiful.

Even if you play with them, don't kill them. They have a hard time just to live!"

At this point, Liv's left hand, which was about to approach Donton's vitals, suddenly accelerated.

Unfortunately, that hand was caught by Donton.

Holding Liv's wrist, Donton shook his head with a smile.

"Don't wait until you are on the verge of death to remember that you are women. Where is the equality you agreed on, Liv?

Besides, I don't mean to kill you. I just want an answer, not a massage, let alone your life!"

After the words fell, Donton threw Liv's hand aside, and he continued to hold Liv's waist.

The dancers around saw the two of them like this, and they smiled and cheered Donton, such as removing the cushions that were in the way of their chests, so that the water balloons could jump freely.

The silly dancers couldn't help themselves, and Liv knew this very well.

On the stage of the Iceberg Club, the truly smart women had already climbed to a higher position, and those who thought they were smart because they were not smart enough...

They had already died.

Liv, who felt that she had no extra help, took a deep breath, then leaned over Donton's shoulder and held Donton's earlobe in her mouth.

After taking a light bite, she licked it for a while as compensation, and then whispered to Donton.

"Your problem is to kill us.

After today, if the family behind you breaks into Sabatino's house, Falcone, who is investigating the cause of the loss, will not be able to bypass us.

Whether you are blown up by you or killed by Falcone, there is really no difference between different deaths."

Liv put her face on Downton's cheek, blew a breath on Downton's lips, and then continued.

"What's more, your bravery is also a loss in my opinion.

Even if this is Gotham, there are not many brave people who have the courage to run to the enemy's lair alone with suicide weapons.

If Falcone has someone as loyal as you, he will use you as a treasure, or maybe you can come to my men.

But you are not a treasure in my hands. I will use you like a pile-driving machine, and you will be more tired than on the construction site!

Believe me, Downton, no matter which one of us you choose, we will definitely treat you better than your current boss!"

Liv solemnly promised.

Looking at Liv's solemn promise, Donton could only spread his hands.

"You think I have a boss, then you are wrong. I am different from you. I only have myself.

I just want to know where Sabatino is, and then I will go to another place to continue looking for excitement.

Before leaving, I will even leave this bag of money to you. Nothing can make me more excited than watching a woman kneeling in front of me to pick up money.

Think about it, Liv!"

Donton raised his hand and patted Liv's face. This action should be a bit humiliating, but Liv didn't mind at all.

Facing Donton's firm eyes that gradually lost their cynicism, she pursed her lips helplessly, and then asked.

"Can I know what you want to do with Sabatino?"

"He owes me a big debt." Donton replied.

Hearing this, Liv wanted to struggle, so she gently grabbed Donton's hand.

"If he just owes you a debt, then I can be your middleman. Sabatino is here. He has been here for less than 20 minutes!

He came here without telling anyone else, and even brought dozens of his followers with him. Anyone with a little connection in Gotham can find out this information. I can definitely take you to see him.

As for Sabatino's safe house, that is his real secret. He...?"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Donton interrupted Liv.

Looking at Liv who was a little surprised, Donton stood up from the sofa.

"Is Sabatino in the club now?" he asked in surprise.

"That's right!" Liv nodded after thinking.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

After getting the answer, Donton put his backpack on his back with a smile, and then turned around to leave.

Seeing this, Liv jumped up from the sofa quickly and chased after Donton.

"You don't think you can easily meet him, do you? Your grenade can only scare us women!

As long as you promise me not to make too much trouble, I can really be the middleman between you and Sabatino, so that you can sit at the same table and have a good chat.

I really admire your courage, Donton, I sincerely want you to follow me.

Although I can't be called the boss of the Falcone family, I at least have enough qualifications and a certain amount of power.

And the reason why I can't replace Maroni or Fish is that I lack people like you who are brave enough!"

Liv has never admired a young man so much, especially after seeing Donton's last look, she wanted to bet on a treasure.

She has been in this position for so long, she is used to seeing too many two-color fierce eyes, but she has only seen the truly fearless eyes like Donton on Falcone.

But...

Looking at the extremely serious Sister Liv, Downton burst into laughter.

"Haha, come on, the reason why I can't be called a successful man for the time being is because I lack dozens of sexy bitches like you in my bed!

But this kind of reason cannot be used as an excuse to pick up girls, Liv! "

While laughing, Downton pushed away a few buttocks blocking the road.

Facing Liv's look of wanting to get one last chance, he reached behind his waist and pulled out the sand eagle.

After gently swinging the gun at Liv twice, Downton finally said to her.

"Since you can't be the boss, don't always think about being the unsteady middleman, you will die miserably.

Sabatino and I will speak with bullets. Are you sure you still want to get involved? "

After finishing his words, Downton pushed open the backstage door and pointed his gun directly at the first person he saw.

Bang!

The thug who was guarding the door and wanted to take a peek was directly shot in the head by Downton.

The splashing blood and sudden gunshots finally caused the dancers to let out ear-piercing screams.

Looking at the chaos backstage, Liv swallowed hard and shouted to Downton.

"How dare you! There are hundreds of gunmen here! And you're the only one!"

"You're wrong, Liv, there are only hundreds of passers-by and the only protagonist here!"

Downton responded excitedly, and then while holding the body he had shot in front of him as a shield, he fired repeatedly at the approaching figure.

Without even looking at how many he had hit, once Sand Eagle had used up a magazine, he took out a grenade from his bag, pulled out the safety, and threw it out.

boom!

With the help of the explosion's fire, Downton loaded the gun in an orderly manner, but Liv could also clearly see his eyes that were completely illuminated by the fire.

"If he can survive..."

Liv twisted her thighs in appreciation and murmured to herself.

"Then Gotham will become interesting!"