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Downey poured a basin of cold water on the glasses man's head.

Cold water drops continuously flowed down the man's head with glasses, and fell to the ground with a splashing sound. The man in glasses who was in a coma was awakened by the sudden cold stimulation, and suddenly opened his eyes.

With a groan of pain, he subconsciously wanted to touch the back of his head, a spot that Donny called out to once not long ago.

"What on earth do you want to do? I'm no longer a threat to you, so there's no need for you to chase after me!" The man with glasses was terrified, and Downey left a huge shadow in his heart. He wanted to calm himself down so that he could negotiate with Downey one-on-one and let him go back. But his legs couldn't help shaking.

This guy in front of him is a complete barbarian! Start fiercely!

Donnie looked at this guy with a sneer, he had more than one time to kill this guy with glasses. The man with glasses was deeply imprinted with vampires and ghosts. No matter what the man with glasses said, no one would accept him again.

At least Downey wouldn't believe it. The man with glasses had a high status, and it was almost impossible for him to be wooed by someone like him who wanted money but had no money and no power.

Downey would not even try to win him over. This Hagui family is willing to become a lackey for vampires, garbage that eats humans. It's good that he didn't kill him immediately.

Between humans and vampires, there is only war, a war between two species with different life characteristics.

"Tell me, tell me everything you know." Downey played with the phone, turning it around in his hand.

The heart of the man with glasses kept swimming with the mobile phone. He knew that this mobile phone was a murderous weapon, and it could perform unimaginable changes in the hands of this mechanic, which could kill him in an instant.

"I said, I'll tell you everything, I just hope you don't kill me." The man with glasses was sweating, mixed with the cold water, completely indistinguishable. He took off his glasses and wiped them, but Donny knocked them off.

The glasses flew into the wall with a crisp sound.

"The vampires asked me to lead a team to negotiate with you. They swore to me that if there was a real fight, more than a hundred well-trained and well-equipped teams could completely destroy you, and they would be able to retreat unscathed. That's why I came here The man with glasses couldn't see clearly, and Downey's face was blurred in his field of vision, which made this experienced negotiator a little uncomfortable.

"You think so too, and you also think that more than a hundred people can kill me, so you led a team to find me," Downey said.

The man in glasses managed to maintain his composure, trying to see Downey's expression clearly with his eyes wide open. A negotiator who can't see the other party's expression clearly is almost equated with failure.

The man in glasses told Downey that the parliament promised him that he would provide him with a backup force, and that war fortresses including various armored vehicles and tanks would serve as his backing.

"The council does have the idea of ​​directly destroying you, but they are not sure, and they are more worried about angering the bipolar mutants behind you. So the first order they gave me was to negotiate with you, and they hoped to reconcile with you. But..."

"But there are people who are obstructing it." Downey stood up, "You have been abandoned. As a pawn to intensify the conflict, you have been completely abandoned."

The man with glasses gritted his teeth: "I don't think it's the council that abandoned me, it's someone who got in the way! Dickon! It must be him! He's been acting strangely during this period, and the conflicts with the council have all come to light. I never imagined that anyone else would deal with me."

The man with glasses explained that the vampire kingdom is now surrounded by many vampire hunters, and the loss is huge. They will not fight Donnie again unless they have to. At least they will deal with Donnie after the vampire hunters are dealt with.

The vampire hunters are very active now, and there are even special ruthless characters among them who keep an eye on Dickon, chasing and killing Dickon wherever he goes. Many important strongholds of vampires have been pulled out, and the losses are astonishing. Parliament has been thoroughly alarmed.

In order to deal with this group of vampire hunters, the council is preparing a comprehensive plan.

"Tell me all the vampire strongholds you know."

"I only know where Deacon is stationed. I know where his territory is! It's in Ocean City, New Jersey! The Night People Club! Deacon is often active in that area!"

The man with glasses begged Downey. If Downey could let him go, he would definitely exchange a lot of wealth. He has worked for vampires over the years and accumulated a lot of amazing wealth, which can be handed over to Downey. Just in exchange for his life.

Downey brought a laptop and forced him to transfer money on the spot.

"Transfer the money to me now, and I'll let you go right away." Downey said, "You're just an insignificant person to me, and I don't need to lie to you."

The man with glasses was holding the computer, and finally raised his head to look at Downey. He wanted to confirm whether Downey was telling the truth. But unfortunately, he lost his glasses and couldn't see clearly at all.

The man in glasses clicked on the website and entered a line of numbers, and a large amount of money was transferred to Downey's account, totaling more than eight million dollars. The man in glasses had worked directly for the vampire council, which was not short of money, for many years. To be able to reach that position, he naturally had many ways to make money.

But in the end, it all belonged to Downey, and it was just a wedding dress.

The old bartender came in with a bottle of wine, staggering, flushed and drunk.

"Okay, stop pretending, it's really boring." Donnie was a little impatient, and pointed at the man with glasses, "Kill him and dispose of the body, we don't have that much time."

The corner of the old bartender's mouth twitched, and he woke up in an instant. On his seemingly drunk face, there was an unconcealable surprise. He looked at Downey, and he really wanted to ask Downey how he could tell. He was really pretending, in front of S.H.I.E.L.D., in front of the spying vampires and haggards, and even in front of Downey, which would make him appear more harmless.

"If you're really such a useless and brainless person, you'd have been killed by vampires all these years ago, and it's impossible to live until now. At least I don't believe that a slippery old fritter would hang on to a wine bottle all day, let himself be in the Unprepared situation." Downey said indifferently, no emotion could be seen in his calm eyes.

The old bartender silently threw away the wine bottle in his hand, the alarm sounded in his heart, and he felt a little jealous of Downey. The young man, in a way, was getting more and more cunning. He kept silent, carefully took out a small knife from the gap in his belt, and walked towards the man with glasses.

The man in glasses collapsed, yelling, asking Donnie to let him go, scolding Donnie for being a mean person and dishonest, and then begging Donnie to let him go, telling him to do whatever he wants.

When the old bartender approached him, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he became violent in an instant. It is impossible for him to hang out in the vampire world without two hands. He aimed at the old bartender's neck to kill him with one blow.

But he was completely desperate the next moment.

The old bartender grabbed his hand like a thunderbolt, and in one step forward, the knife in his hand sank deeply into the other's neck. At this moment, the old bartender showed the reason why he was able to survive for so many years, his skillful and sophisticated movements did not look like a bad old man at all.

Donnie wasn't too surprised, the old bartender had already died on the way to escape without a second thought.