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At this point, Donton's fingers stirred heavily in Ozwald's wound.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ozwald's screams shocked the driver in front, and Donton directly inserted the muzzle of the gun into Ozwald's mouth to block his screams.

"Mmm...!"

Just as Ozwald's expression became more and more terrified, Donton took away his bloody hand, gently patted Ozwald's face, and asked.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm!!!"

Ozwald nodded frantically.

Seeing this, Donton also nodded, and then continued to ask.

"So, what if I ask you to hold back your cowardly screams?"

After the voice fell, Donton pulled out the pistol, and then patted Ozwald's wound heavily.

The next moment, Ozwald bit his arm fiercely, and sweat appeared on his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at Ozwald who didn't say anything, Donton showed a satisfied smile and then put his arm around Ozwald's shoulders.

Blood dripped down his fingers onto Ozwald, but Ozwald didn't notice it and just waited for Donton's instructions very seriously.

Donton said slowly.

"Believe me, Ozwald, you who are surrounded by me will be more glorious than all the glorious moments you have experienced in the past.

Think about it, even a godfather-level figure like Falcone has to be wary of outstanding talents like you.

Even if you are as good as you describe yourself, the better you are, the more they will be wary of you!

Because they are all mortals, and mortals must fear death. Standing in their position, once they are surpassed by others, they will have no way out.

But think about me again, man, death is just a moving beauty in my eyes. I will never be like others, and have even a little fear and jealousy towards my subordinates!"

Speaking of this, Donton put the gun aside, then tore open Ozwald's trouser legs, and personally used the torn cloth strips to help Ozwald stop the bleeding.

While bandaging Ozwald with his own hands, Donton continued.

"I am fully capable of getting everything I want, so I won't have any messy or embarrassing requests for my subordinates.

I am more capable of transcending life and death, and my power is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, so I will not set boundaries for my subordinates, and allow them to do everything they can to strengthen themselves!

I also have an exceptionally broad heart, which is not kindness, but vision.

Because I have long regarded everything I see as my property, I don't care how much you can get by using me.

Because in my eyes, you and everything you have belongs to me.

So from now on, when you face any trouble, I can be your backer, after all, I won't let others fiddle with my things easily.

Compared to what I can give you, I really don't want much, just enough respect."

When the voice fell, Donton happened to tie a bow on the hemostatic cloth.

Looking at Donton who loosened his calf, Ozwald took a deep breath and then bowed his head to Donton.

"Tang, I didn't think it through before. I will communicate with you about every decision I make in the future..."

"No!"

Before Ozwald finished speaking, Donton interrupted him.

"Don't report everything to me. I'm really afraid of trouble. You'll understand in the future.

You should report to me about people like Liv who are related to me. Why the hell do you want to find me for other trivial matters?

Don't ever think of bothering me with trivial matters. If I have to work for you, wouldn't that be a betrayal?

As for the degree of this, I believe you can grasp it clearly. After all, you are Ozwald."

After the voice fell, Donton patted Ozwald's leg for the last time, and then sat back in his seat.

Taking a towel from the right hand, Donton slowly wiped his hands.

Aside, Ozwald held his injured leg and nodded heavily to Donton.

"I probably understand a little bit, Tang, I will try my best."

"You must try your best, otherwise I can only find another you, which is very troublesome.

So come on, Ozwald, don't let me down."

Tang nodded, and then stopped talking. The car slowly drove towards the Iceberg Club in a silent atmosphere.

At the same time, in the corridor of the second-year teaching building of Evanston High School in the Audisburg District of Gotham City.

Fish Mooney sat by the window, looking at the firefight outside the window indifferently.

The number of her subordinates is far more than Ozwald, after all, Ozwald is really just a spectator.

Compared with Ozwald, who can only manage the Iceberg Club, Fish Mooney, with the Big Fish Bar as the core, has expanded his sphere of influence to almost three-quarters of the Audisburg District.

In addition, Gotham has always been under the order of the gang, so every decision of Fish can affect the more than six million people living in the Audisburg District!

There are only five districts in Gotham City. Except for the richest and least populated Diamond District and the poorest but with a population of over nine million, the remaining three districts are all ruled by the Falcone family.

Falcone controls the Burnley district with a population of nearly seven million, while Fish's territory and strength are the second largest in the Falcone family.

So, tonight, she really didn't expect that Akahara would dare to target her!

In the past, it was the British from the Moxon family who had been competing with Fish in the Audisburg district.

Those bastards have half of the European arms market behind them, and their strength should not be underestimated. Fish is also focusing on guarding against them.

But who would have thought that the Moxon family in the Audisburg district would go to the East District tonight to play against Maroni.

And the Japanese and Ukrainian gangs in the East District hit their own territory!

Even if Fish thinks with his ass, he knows what Maroni has done. He is really a bastard who eats his own food and betrays his own people!

While suppressing his anger, Fish watched the war.

The Japanese Akahara and the Ukrainians had brought over 8,000 people to beat him, and after the first wave retreated, he only brought less than 5,000 guns to Evanston High School to fight a positional war.

There was no way, the gunmen he used to defend against the Moxon family were still being held back by the Moxon family.

Apart from the main forces, among the more than 5,000 people who were fighting for him now, 1,500 to 6,000 of them were his relatives and friends.

They were just running here to make up the numbers...

He could only hold on for another hour at most. If the support from the family still couldn't arrive, he might really die here tonight...

No!

Suddenly, a dangerous light flashed in Fish's eyes.

She would never die here!

Even if he escaped from his territory in the most embarrassing manner, as long as he could survive, he could always come back!

Thinking of this, Fish turned his attention to the high school students who were controlled in the classroom.

Evanston High School is an aristocratic high school in Gotham, with a small number of students with strong backgrounds as scapegoats. She doesn't believe that those damn Japanese and Ukrainians dare to force her into a desperate situation!