Chapter 42 Can I take a picture of you
Pitro's face turned pale. He was a little afraid of this bloody battlefield and it was really difficult to adapt. When he stepped on a corpse, he finally vomited out. He gave up his self-esteem and arrogance and wanted to let go of it.
Donny's face was full of spring breeze, and his dark face was full of radiance, just like to portray the words "I'm still me, the best in the world" and so on.
He, the great Donnie, beat a speed abilities person head-on!
"From now on, you've been stumbling with me. You said, why did you have to overestimate yourself and fight me?" Donny walked over with a scarred beggar's suit and struggled to comfort his newly acquired younger brother... Well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that.
Of course, Pitro, the arrogant boy, was dissatisfied. He raised his head angrily, trying to call Donnie a shameless person, but when he saw Donnie's face, he didn't say much, and half of his head had a fever, and even his eyebrows were burnt out. It was very suitable, not to mention the smell of barbecue exuding fragrance...
With a wow, Pitro spit out again.
Donnie was furious: "What do you mean, you vomited at a glance? If you are too much, I'm obviously not bad!"
Pitro even vomited bile.
Donnie muttered a few words with a cold face, and directly raised Pitro, a rookie master, and threw it into Optimus Prime, which had been transformed into a truck, and pressed him firmly in the passenger seat. He shouted at the scared man with glasses: Go and go to the back of the car.
He looked at the unconscious driver again and found that he had been killed by stray bullets.
When he was sitting in the driver's seat, Donnie had time to check his injuries and his mouth was a little bitter.
The armor is useless, which is a small problem. He can use the fire source to make a bunch of them. A few small spots can save more fire energy than a big guy like Optimus Prime.
But his body was quite injured. Although most of the bombings of that level were offset by the armor and the fire that he covered without hesitation, it was impossible to be unharmed. He was covered with many contusions, and large areas of his skin were necrotic, revealing the flesh and blood inside. The worst thigh was missing a piece of flesh. Donny felt that he could see the bones.
Donnie cursed a few times, enduring the pain, and didn't take it seriously. According to his recovery speed, these injuries will probably be almost recovered tomorrow morning, and they will be able to handle them the day after tomorrow.
At least it's almost stopped the bleeding now.
Downey drove to his New York home in a car. He could not delay any more, and the vampires would not be allowed to have a backup plan.
In a daze, Pitro regained his breath, looked around and asked Donnie with a bad look, "Where do you want to take me?"
"My house! No...go to the barber shop first!"
Pitro subconsciously glanced at Donny's head and almost vomited again.
It was charred and terrible. Those who didn't know thought that Donnie had just come out of the crematorium and burned half of the zombie in broad daylight.
Donnie's mouth twitched violently, solemnly warned Kuaiyin that if he dared to see him again, he would immediately blow up the car and die with him.
The man with glasses reacted the most intensely. He yelled, claiming that he would rather jump out of the car and fall to death than be bombed to death. He should have a dignity when he died. As a result, a brick that was thrown out by Donny was instantly knocked down.
This vibrating brick was so magical that he could use it and was invincible.
Pitro snorted coldly, scolded the lunatic, and almost turned around and left. He was really a little scared. The guy sitting next to him was simply a hysterical madman, the kind of person who was said to have started to madness and even beat him.
That old guy Magneto is abnormal, and the person recommended by the old guy is also abnormal.
"I warn you, I'm here to protect you, don't think of whining at me, I'll leave if I get angry." Pitro was very awkward. He felt that saying such words really reduced his majesty. When did he say such dejected words? He didn't beat others up and howl and let them know who beat them up.
Donnie snorted coldly, too lazy to respond. When he entered my door, he still wanted to run away? Who gave you a chance? The speed thug who came to the door really thought I was stupid and didn't take the opportunity to continue. Where can I find such a good thing?
The two of them were silent, maintaining a strange calm, and rushing all the way, causing some curses from those who were occasionally overtaking, and even the police caught up. But for some reason, they stopped chasing them soon. Donny guessed that they had received orders from their superiors to prohibit them from further contact with them.
Pitro was an impatient person. He endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He spoke tentatively: "Are you very familiar with that old guy?"
Donnie glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to it.
Pitro suppressed his temper and asked Downey a series of questions to ask more things. But Downey always kept his mouth shut and was too lazy to pay attention to his appearance.
In the bottom of my heart, Donnie became active and it heard some meaning.
Magneto Eric seems to have not officially recognized his long-lost children, but just trained them like an eagle.
Then he had previously said that Pitro is a child of Lao Wan's family, but it was a little abrupt and intriguing. No wonder Pitro couldn't help asking, and anyone else was anxious.
Pitro was really anxious. He longed to know the answer, but was afraid to know the answer. Even he was surprised. Don’t he hate that old guy very much? Why do he care about such a small question so much? That old guy obviously refused to admit that he and his sister, so why did he tell an outsider about such a thing without reservation?
Donnie drove to a large hairdressing shop, and there happened to be a salon party. More than a dozen famous hairstylists in the industry talked about each other. The atmosphere was relaxed and active. Some hairstylists even called the guests who came in to conduct on-site hair shaping experiments, and everyone lived in harmony.
Until Donny, a guy who was like a zombie, pierced in, and the hairstylist was shocked by his eating equipment. Everyone was amazed at each other, which crazy hair stylist had a genius idea?
"I, Donnie, cut my hair faster and you must be beautiful," Donnie said.
Many hairstylists rushed forward, and some people recognized Donnie's identity, exclaimed, and became even more enthusiastic.
Downey is extremely popular in New York City. The mutants awakened during this crisis have saved many people. Even Downey himself doesn't know that he is actually very popular with some people.
It is rare for New Yorkers to reject him because of his mutant identity, just like they all like the little spider who swims all day long - many people always think that Spider-Man is also a mutant. In the eyes of New Yorkers, Spider-Man is just a funny guy and a pistachio. Every day when people go to and from get off work, they can see the little spider launching spider silk wandering among the tall buildings. Sometimes people who are upset when waiting for the car directly call the little spider down to chat and pass the time.
Little Spider is a young man. Many New Yorkers who come into contact with him know that they are generally in their teens, with a hoarse voice, and probably the voice change period is not over yet. They are lively and interesting, and can always cause a lot of small troubles, attract passers-by to make happy laughs, and get rid of the fatigue of the day.
People exclude the mutant group, but few people run to exclude the little spider. Except for James, the boss of the Horn Daily, who has been professional in 30 years, wherever the little spider appears, he will chase him with a bunch of "Horn Daily" trolls.
The little Spider claims to be a good neighbor of New Yorkers and deserves its name.
But Downey seems to have a slight tendency now. There are many people scolding him and more supporters. Most New Yorkers are neutral in their views on Downey. They do not express their opinions on this mutant who indirectly saved many people for the time being.
Many of the people who were indirectly rescued by Donnie that night were Downey's loyalty, and they were fanatically pursuing everything about Donnie.
In the barber shop, a hairstylist was nervous. He asked Donnie with a trembling trembling, "Can I take a picture of you?"
After saying that, without waiting for Donnie to object, he took out his cell phone and clicked, and then posted the photo to Twitter, with the text attached: Donnie's new look, he shook flags and shouted for beggars and homeless people, responding to the city government's call for poverty alleviation.
In the photo, Donny's clothes were covered in dust and ragged clothes, one by one, and one by one, attached to Donny's clothes. Fortunately, Donny had specially covered some wounds before coming in, but this still made his image shocking. Especially the magical hairstyle, half burned...
In an instant, this tweet exploded!
Countless netizens were crazy and forwarded them one after another, and in a very short time, the entire Internet became popular!
Chapter completed!