Chapter 364 Diana's Battle

"What are you, not a human being?"

Downton interrupted Gordon with a smile, then held Ciri's shoulders and curled his lips at Gordon.

"Gordon, you little old man, don't be too independent.

You were not a Roman before. I admit it. After all, although the Romans have become bigger and stronger, they have not yet managed to turn Gotham into a monolith.

He's not even close!

But me, take a good look, I killed everyone in Gotham who could struggle. Now from the mayor to the homeless, they are all my people!

Are you not mine now?

Or you can sit down and play with everyone.

Or take your kids and move out of Gotham.

Why, do you really think I don’t like going to Loli Island?

If you mess with me again, believe it or not, I will go talk to Barbara!

Believe it or not, in less than a month, I will let your Barbara carry another little Barbara in her belly! "

After finishing his words, Downton raised his right hand maliciously and held it to his temple, making a gesture of shooting himself.

Watching Downton's actions, Gordon swallowed hard.

On the sidelines, Clark rolled his eyes, then laughed.

“Don, don’t scare this Mr. Sheriff.

And this police chief, since Tang appreciates you, then you...then you should let go a little bit.

I can understand your discomfort. When I came here a few days ago, I was just as uncomfortable as you.

But there are some things that it still makes sense to accept appropriately. Everyone is not as bad as you think. "

After finishing speaking, Clark nodded to Chief Gordon.

Hearing this, Chief Gordon continued to swallow, then nodded and said.

"Don, I'm diabetic and can't drink much."

"Haha, then go to the children's table~"

After teasing, Downton held Ciri in his arms and waved to everyone.

“All kidding aside, it’s more important to welcome our guests.

Ciri and Geralt came to our world for the first time. Please share the new things in our world with them.

Both of them are demon hunters, and probably prefer weapons and equipment from our world.

Floyd, clean up your gun room and get some good stuff to play with.

Having said that, I have never played with a gun seriously. Although there is no need to learn that thing, it is okay to play with it occasionally.

Come on, come on, Clark, give me a hand, and let's go to the forest to the west to set up a shooting range. "

"No problem, I'll clean it up right now."

Clark nodded to Tang and his mother respectively, and then used his super speed to pack things up in the distance.

Being able to fully demonstrate his own strength and speed in life makes him feel very comfortable.

And the people in the manor who never made a fuss made him feel that he was no longer a freak.

Looking at Clark who was busy, Zatanna raised her right hand and asked the confused Geralt.

"Geralt, I know you, but why aren't Yennefer and Triss here?

I am very interested in the witchcraft in your world, and I want to communicate with them~"

"Of course it's no problem, Geralt and I are just exploring.

Now that I know the way, if I have time in the future, I will bring Yennefer, Triss and the others to play together. "

Ciri took Zatanna's words with a smile, then got rid of Downton's arm and got together with a group of women.

Rachel, Zatanna, Selena, and a slightly uncomfortable Martha came to the side and didn't know what they said. After a while, laughter broke out.

Seeing that the women were chatting in a lively manner, Downton refused to interfere and instead picked a large-caliber shotgun from the many firearms that Floyd brought back and started playing with it.

While Downton was fiddling with the weapon, Bruce let out a breath and took off his mask.

For him now, it seems that taking off the mask in the manor has become a habit.

And now the manor and everyone in the manor seem to have become the anchor of Bruce Wayne's identity, making Batman no longer just the identity of Batman.

On the side, looking at Bruce's face.

Gordon swallowed hard.

"I...uh, Bruce...you're really different now than you were before.

But I mean... I mean, why am I here, and I'm just an old cop?

Downton, I can't help you with anything, even if I am willing to join you in your depravity..."

"That's called having similar interests. You are the one who is collaborating. You and your wife are collaborating every day and night!"

Downton raised his middle finger at Gordon angrily, and Gordon took a deep breath and hurriedly explained.

"OK, I listen to you, we have similar interests.

In short, even if I become yours, I can't help you with anything.

Just based on the things you did in Gotham, not even the White House can do anything to you.

If you want the President to poop in public, the President will just quietly prepare tissues, find a suitable place to take off his pants and squat down.

What else do you need from a useless old policeman like me? "

"uh-huh?"

Listening to Gordon's words, Floyd, who was adjusting the firearm, handed the Barrett in his hand to Geralt.

While gesturing for Geralt to put his hand on the trigger, he said to Gordon without looking back.

“Officer Gordon, why the hell do you care so much?

Don't you understand that only vulgar people like us would consider this and that, but all Tang pursues is happiness.

Why are you here? Because Don is happy.

If you make Tang unhappy by asking questions again, do you want to bear the consequences? "

Having said this, Floyd patted Geralt's arm.

"Geralt, follow me, lift this thing up, look at the scope, choose a tree, and then pull the trigger..."

“That’s the fucking tree I planted when I was a kid!!!”

On the side, Bruce snorted angrily, then grabbed the gun body that Geralt had just raised, and adjusted the muzzle of the gun from the poor tree to the target that Clark had just placed in the clearing in the woods.

“Aim at the distant target, be prepared for the recoil, and pull the trigger.

You are a demon hunter, and your physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people. This kind of big gun suits you very well. "

Having said this, Bruce nodded encouragingly.

Seeing this, Geralt aimed his cat-like pupils into the scope and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

There was a gunshot.

Clark, who was far away, immediately picked up the target that was hit on the head and rushed to Geralt.

"Good job, man, there's no way it was your first time shooting."

"Ha, that's okay. Crossbows are much more difficult than this."

Geralt responded humbly, and at the same time raised his hand to touch the bullet hole he made in the target with great interest.

The one centimeter thick steel plate was directly penetrated by Barrett. Such power made Geralt nod in appreciation.

I saw him patting the gun in his hand.

“Although it’s a bit awkward to say this, can I bring back a few of these firearms?

It would be much easier for me and my fellow witchers to hunt large monsters if we had this kind of weapon. "

"No problem, I can also help you get some silver bullets.

I have a lot of money now, haha. Although you may lose your life by following Tang Hun, you will definitely make money."

Floyd waved his hand grandly, and Geralt immediately threw the Barrett in his hand to Ciri, who was looking at him in the distance.

Seeing Barrett fly dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye, Gordon swallowed and felt that he was a little full. "Is this a demon hunter? Damn it, he's really powerful!"

While talking, he took the golden m1911 from Floyd's hand and started playing with it.

Seeing this, Shirley and the other women stopped their chatting and came near Downton and others.

Some women in America don't know how to play with guns.

Everyone shot each other, which made Xili have a good time.

And just when the big guy was on the shooting range.

Lex walked out of the laboratory and came to Downton with the tablet.

Gently patting Downton's arm, he handed the tablet in his hand to Downton.

"Don."

Lex said with a deep look.

"There is a new situation in Israel, and the goddess moves much faster than us."

"oh?"

After hearing this, Downton took the tablet and took a look. The tablet showed Israel captured by satellite.

After the two witch siblings went to Israel, there was no doubt that Israel was directly transformed by the devil into their territory.

Although not all the Israelis died, the casualties were absolutely heavy. Their proud group of people were all transformed by the two siblings into magical beings that served them.

But now, Diana rushed directly in front of the two siblings, each with a sword, and fought fiercely with the two.

Although they were one against two, the two witch siblings were no match for Diana. It didn't take long for Diana to suppress them and start beating them.

Looking at the majestic Diana on the screen, Downton couldn't help but rub the back of his head.

"Haha, Diana is really neat at what she does.

But...fuck, I just promised my brother and sister a piece of the Promised Land, and then Diana came to the door.

They won't scold me in their hearts, right? "

"Well……"

After listening to Downton's words, Lex shrugged and handed the tablet to the others.

Bruce took the tablet and took a look at it, then continued to pass the tablet around while speaking to Downton.

"Don, this is what we should do!"

"It's your job, not me."

Downton shook his finger at Bruce.

"After all, the brother and sister just woke up and ran to me and bowed to the dock.

I have received gifts and respect from them, but I have never seen the president kneel down for me.

What's more, the two siblings are fully qualified to retaliate against the Washington government.

It was that nigger bitch from the fucking Sky Eye Society who dug out the witch, and that old bitch even threatened her with the witch's heart.

No matter what, I can't find any reason to deal with them. I'm not a good person, so it's enough for them to respect me. "

After finishing his words, Downton pursed his lips and thought about whether he should go to Israel to help the two siblings.

As for being against humanity?

Downton didn't care about any anti-human things. He only remembered Sister Enchantress's supermodel figure.

Seeing Downton lost in thought, Lex quickly said to Downton.

“Don, even though you promised them a piece of land, our world is not that simple.

If they can't hold that land on their own, it only means that they don't have the matching strength. There's no need for you to do more for them! "

"you're right."

Donton nodded, agreed with Lex's statement, and then said to Zatanna beside him.

"Little Za."

"I'm here, boss, what's up, do you want to see a magic show?"

"Haha, I still want to see you wearing black stockings, stop it, little Za."

Donton and Zatanna had a joke, and then continued.

"Pay attention to Israel, no matter who loses, you help me.

I promised the brother and sister, now no matter what, at least save their lives.

Although they killed a lot of people, it has nothing to do with me, my promise is much more important than the Washington people.

As for Diana... Damn it, I actually like the way she curses in front of me, it makes me feel conquered."

"Ah ha?"

Listening to Donton's words, Zatanna widened her eyes in confusion, and Selina beside her took advantage of her unpreparedness and grabbed Zatanna's small waist and said.

"Xiao Zatanna, now you know what kind of woman my husband likes, right?

So, why do you hide in bed in the middle of the night and rub the pillow between your thighs, always causing trouble for the maid who washes the pillow?

You can learn from Diana and walk around in front of my husband a few more times, and you will naturally have a chance to sleep with my husband..."

"Shut up, you catwoman, you said he is your husband, and I am not that kind of woman!!!"

Zatanna blushed and pinched Selina's waist, and Selina took Zatanna into her arms.

While stroking Zatanna's belly, Selina licked her lips and looked at the heroic Diana on the screen.

On the side, Geralt and Ciri came closer and looked at the tablet curiously.

When they saw the devastating battle on the screen, they both took a breath at once.

"This is the battle of gods in my impression, damn it!"

Geralt exclaimed, and quickly looked at Donton and asked.

"Don, who is stronger between you and them?

From what you said just now, they all have to submit to you, is that right?"

"Submit to me, they are all weirder than me, and it's good enough if they don't draw their swords in front of me.

But I'm not bragging, compared to me, they are just playing house.

It's enough to let Xiao Zha wait to get them, let's continue our party, just in time, Alfu brought the wine~"

Donton smiled and blew to Geralt and the others, then took his favorite tequila and put it to his mouth.

Gordon put down the gun that hit his wrist and made it numb, took the wine and took a sip.

After tasting the taste of the wine, Gordon raised the glass in confusion.

"Although I don't think I should stay here, but anyway... after witnessing the disaster in Washington, I am glad that Gotham has the dead and all of you!

To ​​this day, I am still satisfied with the current peace in Gotham, and I can't forget your backs when you boarded the plane that night!

Although in my opinion, you are all guys who should be put in prison by me, but I still thank you for your existence.

Cheers to each of you and the damn city of Gotham!!!"

"Haha, well said, toast to Gotham!"

Donton raised his glass in cooperation and glanced at Gordon with appreciation.

"And Gordon, whoever says you can't flatter again, I will be angry with him!

Your words made even Bruce's old face burst into laughter, haha!"

"I'm not old yet, Don!"

"I think Don is right. Although you are young, you are no different from an old man. Cheers to Gotham and the always stern-faced Batman!"

"Cheers to all of us!"

Clark finally raised his glass and drank it excitedly.

Looking at everyone drinking, Martha in the distance looked at her son with emotion.

Clark, the outlier, has finally found brothers and sisters who can accept him.

As an unqualified mother, I can finally put my mind at ease.