NOVEL NEXT Chapter 31: Cardamom
As early as when Downton entered Little Italy, streetwalkers had sent news to Liv.
So, as soon as Downton stood at the door of the Iceberg Club, Liv came to greet him with a smile.
"Mr. Downton, I'm sorry for not coming to see you from afar. Please follow me to the club and we'll sit down and talk."
"I've come far enough. The door and the backstage are three or four hundred meters apart."
Downton greeted Liv and looked at Liv's black stockings with satisfaction.
Behind Liv, the dancer who was named by Downton also waved to Downton with a sleepy face.
Noticing the dancer, Downton came over and patted her butt and asked.
"Why are you so sleepy?"
"I didn't start resting until three o'clock last night. It's not even nine o'clock yet. Guess why I was pulled out of bed by my elder sister!"
Facing Downton's greeting, the dancer pouted and complained, then lazily got into Downton's arms and greedily asked for Downton's lips.
After a long kiss, Donton took the dancer and Liv and found a private room to sit down.
While the dancer was pouring wine for him, Donton told Liv.
"I want information about the Dimitrov family, especially the location of their boss.
In addition, arrange a car and driver for me."
"No problem, Mr. Donton."
After listening to Donton's needs, Liv simply took out a mobile phone and handed it to Donton.
"The mobile phone is a gift from me, and Dimitrov's location has been marked with the navigation.
By the way, regarding the selection of your driver, I saved Bartel from Ozwald. Do you think this guy is suitable?"
"Bartel, he is quite sensible, but it is a little dangerous for me to drive.
I said I would give him a good life, but I took him to die. Isn't this a bit unkind?"
Donton grinned and glanced at Bartel who was guarding the door outside.
Noticing Donton's eyes, Liv smiled slightly and shook her head.
"In order to save this unfortunate fellow from Ozwald, I specifically emphasized that this guy is useful to you.
Since I said so, he had better be useful to you, otherwise he will only die.
What's more, there are countless unknown gunmen in Gotham City, and driving for you can make a name for yourself.
Don't underestimate the attraction of standing out for ordinary thugs, Donton. If you are sure that you can die gloriously, then cowards may not be unwilling to die heroically."
After saying that, Liv shouted to the door.
"Bartel, come and meet your new boss."
After the voice fell, Bartel's body stiffened, and then turned around and walked into the room carefully.
Standing in front of Donton and Liv, the burly Bartel actually stood out with the shyness of a 28-year-old.
Donton awkwardly sipped champagne, and then suddenly shot Bartel at his feet.
Bang!
Just as Bartel was trembling with fear, Donton cursed angrily.
"I don't need anyone to charge into battle for me. I usually do the pleasant things like killing people myself.
However, although I don't need you to kill people like Victor Zsasz, you should at least have some gangster vase posture, right?
Stand and sit properly, don't be so shy like a softie."
At this point, Donton curled his lips at Liv.
"Liv, I suddenly regret letting this guy be my driver. I still want a fierce follower like Victor."
"I understand you."
Liv nodded to Donton in understanding.
"As the ruler of Gotham for the past thirty years, Roman is the best of the Gotham bosses, and his henchmen are also the best henchmen.
You, who aim to challenge Falcone, naturally want a henchman similar to Zsasz.
However, Donton, since you admire sharp killer henchmen like Victor Zsasz, why don't you try to recruit a few elites in the killer world?
After all, your ability is a nightmare for killers."
"Wait, what do you mean...?"
Listening to Liv's words, Donton vaguely understood something, so he clapped his hands excitedly.
"You're right, Liv, as long as I put a high price on my head, I'm a good bait to catch killers!
Whether it's eight million or ten million, they will never get the commission for a successful assassination, and they can still be completely entangled by me!"
Speaking of this, Donton rubbed his chin with interest.
"Liv, tell me which elite killers are there in the industry now."
"Speaking of elites, the first one that comes to mind is the Death Shooter from our Gotham Island. I have worked with this guy before.
Except for his tendency to raise the price temporarily, as a killer, he has no other shortcomings.
And his assassination record, which has never failed since his debut, also makes the bosses not care much about his problem of raising the price temporarily.
But Donton, as your middleman, I must remind you.
When you are considering your future followers, the Romans have already set their sights on the Dimitrov family.
If nothing unexpected happens, Victor Zass will have led people to your target at this time.
Obviously, your enemy may be killed by Victor Zass at any time, because even you said that Victor Zass is the best killer in Gotham.
So, go and grab Dimitrov from Zass~"
After the voice fell, Liv turned Donton's face towards her and looked into Donton's eyes charmingly.
Meeting Liv's gaze, Donton grinned.
"Falcone's reaction is really fast. He used the destruction of a family to suppress my news.
That won't do. I almost never wait for revenge. Dimitrov must be killed by me personally.
I won't waste time with you. I'm leaving..."
Just halfway through his words, Donton stopped because Liv bit him hard on the mouth.
After the two separated, looking at the blood oozing out, Liv faced Donton's dissatisfied eyes and gently used her tongue to apply lip balm for him.
I don't know how long it took, Liv finally took a breath of satisfaction, and then escaped from Donton's arms.
Gently patting Donton's chest, Liv smiled and urged.
"You really should leave this time. I don't want you to regret being late."
"It's time to say goodbye. I'll come to you later when I have new needs."
Donton nodded and led the nervous Bartel out of the private room.
Looking at Donton's back as he left, Liv couldn't help licking her lips.
"What a perfect guy, he is my destined partner. Even if Falcone is old, I can still rely on him to continue to be the most powerful middleman in Gotham!"
"Ahem!"
Before Liv finished her words, Downton, who had returned, interrupted her.
"Well, you look pretty coquettish when you praise me behind my back. Praise me more in the future.
In addition, help me find some positioning equipment. I have to install a positioning device for myself."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Liv was slightly stunned.
"Why do you want to install a positioning device for yourself? That kind of thing is not good at all. Once the signal is stolen, even the enemy can grasp your whereabouts!"
"Haha!"
Liv's words made Downton laugh out loud. While laughing, Downton said.
"If I don't install a positioning device for myself, even my driver can't find me.
No need to ask more questions, hurry up and find some positioning devices. I'll give you more money later, Liv!"
Although I didn't push it this week, I can still try to push it next week. I beg everyone to read it and turn to the last page of the last chapter every day.