The massacre continues. The Ha Ghost Clan has a large number, with about one hundred people. It is really impossible to mobilize a small army with a hundred people in places like New York, which has various heavy firepower without reliable forces behind it.

I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at such a metropolis, without the background wiping the marks behind it, so I don’t think of a good ending.

Although the man with glasses hated the power behind him, he felt that he was so loyal, but he was abandoned like garbage, which made him so disappointed.

If the man with glasses knew that there were satellites staring in the sky, he would be even more desperate.

He was an abandoned son, and the vampire didn't even have the interest to cover up his whereabouts, so he sent him out casually.

Many major forces silently followed the progress of the situation through satellites. They looked at scenes. This small war was like a slaughterhouse, extremely bloody. Several large metal chunks were like cutting wheat, cutting off human lives in rows, and few people could even save complete corpses.

Those who were lucky enough to die were sadly holding their broken limbs and broken arms, and smiled bitterly on the spot, not wanting to live anymore.

Everyone who saw this scene took a breath. It was not that they had experienced war, but such a cruel scene still made them extremely afraid. This mechanic has magical abilities, and his attacks have become more and more ruthless, and he does not regard the enemy's life at all.

"How did he become like this? He is getting more and more ruthless..." Nick Fury looked at the scene from the satellite and couldn't help but rub his forehead. "Although he is obviously a good citizen without a record, he is becoming more and more decisive. It seems that he has a very amazing adaptability to such things. I thought that after staying from Charles for a while, he would be affected and be able to restrain himself..."

"Then when are you planning to visit him?" Colson was still so gentle. This scene did not have much impact on him. When Donny woke up from the hospital, he had already keenly discovered the calmness of the young man. He did not panic because he suddenly stepped into the extraordinary world.

Even being calm was a bit abnormal. After thinking about it, Colson could only attribute this to a cold and numb mentality after sudden changes in his family and life.

"Arrang me a helicopter, I'll go now." Fury has always been reckless and he wants to act immediately and wait at Donnie's house. This doesn't seem abrupt. After all, Donnie's house has an old bartender, which is already surrounded by agents from SHIELD, and even a vampire or a Hagic Ghost Clan cannot go in.

Donnie was in charge of the center, letting the Transformers charge, killing the Ha Ghost Clans to pieces, and they are both vicious and in panic all day long. If someone fails to die by chance, they will probably leave a lifelong nightmare that will be difficult to disperse. Even if they escape, they will never dare to be enemies with Donnie again in this life.

"Drive, I'm going to blow you to death!"

A hag tribe who pretended to be dead was waiting patiently for Donnie. He had a bomb tied to his body and wanted to attack him in a suicide way, killing Donnie, the controller. He found the right time to burst, rushed into Donnie's close position, and resolutely detonated the bomb.

With a loud bang, Donnie was so angry that he was blown away by the sudden huge explosion.

Many remaining Ha Ghost Clans showed hopeful gazes, but they were soon shattered. Donnie coughed and stood up as if nothing had happened, but he looked a little embarrassed. He was covered with small Transformers armor, and his increasingly strong physique was enough to protect him from worry-free.

"I'm careless... I must learn from it in the future..." Donny shot another person who rushed over with a backhand, with a dull face. He was trying hard to summarize the gains and losses so that he would not make the same mistake again next time. No matter how small a person is, he may create an incredible miracle. History has told him this countless times.

On the increasingly cruel battlefields of all levels, there are not many opportunities for him to make mistakes and reflect on. Maybe he will be killed in a battle with a big boss.

Donnie knew his shortcomings. He forced himself to grow up quickly and faded away the ridiculous innocence and purity of the past. He wanted to look at the surrounding environment with the most cautious eyes.

During the war, a car turned around and left, and in just a few seconds, it increased its horsepower to the extreme, leaving the others behind and running away alone.

Some of the Ha Ghost Clans who were lying on the ground and were not dead cursing, they were desperate, but they fought bloody battles in exchange for betrayal and abandonment from their own people. This is the easiest behavior to defeat their fighting spirit.

Donnie no longer needs to do anything, they have lost the fighting spirit of being a warrior. The leading senior management left them and ran away. What else can they do to fight?

Some people started to get up, threw down the weapon in their hands and knelt on the ground, holding their hands high to surrender. The dozen surviving people also followed suit, knelt down and raised their hands high. This is a posture that any race understands and can be called a common word for the universe.

Donnie did hesitate for a moment, but he still made up his mind and shot.

The last dozen Ha Ghost Clans fell into a pool of blood, their eyes wide open, with unbelievable despair remaining.

"If you are vampires, maybe I will accept your surrender, but you are traitors."

Donnie murmured to himself and sighed softly. He felt extremely hypocritical. He knew in his heart that this was nonsense. Even if a vampire surrendered to him, he would be more decisive and would not even hesitate. The reproduction speed of vampires is amazing. If a vampire is not restricted, he can pull up a vampire army in a short time. The new vampire will then transform more humans into vampires, causing the number of vampires to skyrocket in geometric multiples.

The man with glasses was running wildly. He kept urging the driver to drive faster, feeling uneasy, and didn't even have the courage to look back. He just kept urging him to drive faster. He was frightened, afraid that a few shells from behind would blow him into pieces, and that was all over.

Donnie did plan to do this, he squinted his eyes, and one of Optimus Prime's arms immediately assembled into a huge muzzle, which had already formed a huge metal lump inside the muzzle. Even if it would not explode, it would be smashed to pieces by the thing.

He aimed at the shadow that was leaving, and the car was filled with dust.

At this time, a figure appeared without warning, which surprised Donnie!

Some people start faster than Donnie! So fast that they can't see what it is!

Almost for a moment, time seemed to stagnate at this moment, and the man in glasses and his driver were thrown in front of Donnie, with a confused expression on his face. The vehicle that was leaving was still driving, but soon lost control and overturned on the side of the road.

"What kind of mechanic are you?" This is a silver-haired young man who appeared in front of Donnie in an instant, as if the distance of space was just a joke in front of him. His speed was countless times faster than a bullet, and every action could be completed instantly.

Everything in the world is slow motion in his eyes.

He held his chest and raised his chin and looked at people with his eyes slanted, which was very annoying.
Chapter completed!