Who are you?
Tang Ni sent a message back and waited quietly for a reply. This faction had sent people into the chaos just to give him a phone to contact them.
If there was no reason, he would never believe it. Why not deliver the phone any other time, in the middle of a fight? The other group didn't stop to help him, not even seeming worried about him getting killed.
It seemed like a deception, an attempt to avoid exposing himself during the chaos... No, it was more like he did it on purpose. At that time, who knows how many forces were watching. Someone rushed out from nowhere, blatantly threw a cell phone to Donny, and then left... If they couldn't see this, those forces would be fools.
Soon, another message came back: Someone wants to kill you.
Donnie sneered, sent back a message saying "playing tricks", and threw the phone aside.
There are many people who want to kill him, do you really need me to tell you?
Many people were watching him, ready to recruit or kill him. If it weren't for Donnie's own considerable skill, coupled with the warnings from several major forces, they would have been hesitant and hesitant to act rashly.
"I need to improve my fighting ability. One Optimus Prime cannot handle the whole thing alone."
Donnie said to himself that his spark source can control vehicles. Although the transformation efficiency is questionable, it is no problem to control several Transformers at the same time.
Before he possesses vibranium or adamantium armor, his combat power is destined to lean towards Transformers and take the path of a large-scale war army.
Without vibranium and adamantium alloy armor, they can only fight by wearing a bunch of various Transformers on their bodies. It is questionable whether they can withstand large-scale missile attacks.
The spark energy can enhance Donny's physical fitness and self-healing ability, but it cannot make Donny immortal, like Wolverine, who can withstand the radiation and heat of a nuclear bomb, which is extremely crazy.
Downey's combat power is actually quite impressive. As a level three combat power, he has an overwhelming advantage over most level three mutants. People like Mystique are in a position of being crushed by Downey.
Donnie's Allspark power destined him to follow the path of a group army in the early stages. If he were lucky enough to obtain the Mind Stone, Donnie would embark on a new journey as the Creator. As long as he survives, he will create a tribe of Transformers.
Even rebuild the planet Cybertron one day.
But this is a very distant future, and it is too difficult to simply ensure that one does not die. In the future, there will be countless bloody battles, the fall of gods, and anyone may die.
The difficulty of seizing the Mind Stone is also incredibly great. Few people can resist this treasure that controls the mind.
No matter what, Downey must strengthen his strength, otherwise he will not be able to survive the major disasters in the future.
Donnie first drove to a suburban junkyard. After a quick tour, he was disappointed. Not only were many of the cars there abandoned, but the quality of the ones that were still drivable was also questionable.
Finally, I reluctantly picked out an almost abandoned sports car. It can be seen that this sports car was very popular several years ago, but no matter how good a car is, it will be scrapped one day, not to mention that the rich have no shortage of luxury cars. They will only tirelessly pursue the latest luxury cars.
This nearly scrapped sports car cost Downey $30,000 because the manager refused to lower the price, claiming that the original price of the sports car was over tens of millions of dollars. Even though it was old and almost scrapped, it was still a luxury car.
Donny didn't bother to argue and just paid the money.
There are too few vehicles here that are capable of fighting, and many of them need to be repaired, which is not worth the effort.
When Donnie's abilities increase in the future, this will be a good place to go. He can raise a large army at any time. If he doesn't care about quality, there will be too much cannon fodder here.
But that's not possible now. The energy of the spark is limited, and he can only control a few Transformers. Of course, he has to strive for perfection and rather have less than enough.
Donny stopped the administrator and asked him where he could find a good motorcycle.
"For motorcycles, you can go to Harley.
Harley-Davidson motorcycles are popular all over the world and are the most well-known. "The administrator, wearing a wrinkled shirt and holding a cigarette, looked a little cynical.
"I want the strongest motorcycle, the one with the highest performance."
Downey stated his requirements directly. Only motorcycles modified by masters were the most amazing and what he needed most, not the assembly line products that anyone could buy on the market.
"You must know a lot of modification experts. Every year, you take away the scrap cars here and find someone to modify them. You can definitely sell them for a lot of money," said Donny.
The administrator looked at him, whistled, and went back to the house to make a phone call. When he came out, he gave Donnie an address.
The administrator looked amused and told him to go to this place, where the modification master was.
"He's a talented modification master," the administrator said. "He's well-known far and wide. Many racers ask him to modify their bikes. Modifying your bike would be a piece of cake."
Donnie nodded, found a rope, tied it to Optimus Prime and the sports car, then drove Optimus Prime and towed the sports car towards the city.
The modification master was indeed in the city, in a small, unknown bar.
Donnie drove the car onto the road, deep in thought. He wanted to find a truly powerful motorcycle and build Arcee.
The motorcycle is small in size and can be tied to a truck. It can be instantly transformed when needed and become another combat force.
It is worth mentioning that the original motorcycle of S.H.I.E.L.D. was swallowed by Optimus Prime, and unnecessary wires and other things were removed, making it completely a part of Optimus Prime.
This caused Optimus Prime to grow a little in size.
call out!
boom!
A group of people suddenly rushed out from the roadside, each holding heavy weapons, and some even brought out Vulcan cannons, attacking Tony's car frantically.
Downey was not surprised at all. He controlled Optimus Prime to deform partially and assembled several Gatling guns, and fired at the enemy.
The sound of tapping never ceased.
The bullet penetrated the mound and hit the human body, making a hole as big as a bowl. Blood flowed like a stream and they were obviously dying.
"What's the point of this sneak attack?"
Donnie killed them and drove over to pick up the heavy weapons they left behind.
boom!
There were explosives buried underground. When Tony drove over, it exploded. Although the power was great, Optimus Prime, who had been modified by Tony, was able to withstand it.
His Transformers are not afraid of explosive attacks, but are afraid of attacks that can penetrate the shell, and are most afraid of attacks that penetrate the armor first and then explode.
After confirming it was safe, Downey hid all the heavy weapons left by the group inside Optimus Prime and continued driving towards downtown New York City.
He first put the abandoned sports car in the garage, and then headed straight to where the modification master was.
The bar was too remote, and the traffic in New York was really bad, so it took Donny more than two hours to get there.
The houses here are rather dilapidated, with a lot of small advertisements posted on the walls. It seems that no cleaning staff have been here for a long time. It is sparsely populated and the area seems to have been neglected.
This is really surprising and simply incomprehensible in New York City, where every inch of land is valuable.
Even Hell's Kitchen is dozens of times more lively than here.
Donnie observed carefully for a while and walked to the door of the bar. The doormen stared at him as if they were looking at a piece of livestock about to be served on the table.
"You want to go in?" The gatekeeper looked at Donnie up and down with a strange look.
"Is the modification master here?" Donnie asked calmly.
"Modification Master? We have all kinds of masters here!"
Several gatekeepers burst into laughter, stepped aside, and motioned for Donnie to go in.
"The master you want is in there, kid, I wish you a safe journey." Someone threatened Donny.
Donnie felt a little uneasy, always feeling as if he had been cheated.
Walking into the bar and passing through a long and narrow passage, you will immediately arrive at an underground bar that is much larger than you imagined!
Countless people were swaying wildly to the deafening music under the dim lights. There seemed to be some kind of magic here that could drive people into a crazy mood.
Donnie walked to the front desk and called the bartender over directly: "Is the modification master here?"
The bartender was old, with slightly gray hair. He said, "We do have a master at modifying vehicles here, but this is not the place for you. Go back now."
The bartender urged Donny to leave quickly and not to stay here, his tone was very urgent.
Donnie looked around, and by chance, a customer turned around and saw that Donnie was a complete stranger. He came over and asked in a strange voice, "Who are you? Are you new here?"
Like a bolt of lightning, Donnie used his enhanced eyes to see the tattoo on the back of the guest's neck the moment he turned around. When he thought about the strange looks he had received along the way, he understood everything.
"The Hargui tribe? Are you all servants of those vampires?"
Donnie's face turned a little dark. His intuition told him that he had gotten into new trouble. He had plunged into the territory of vampires. This was a big trouble. If he was not careful, there might be disastrous consequences!
If you get bitten by those things, you're done!
"I was on high alert, but in the end, I was still tricked! Don't let me know who's plotting against me!"