I warned you long ago, now you're done."
The bartender sighed and shook his head, looking at Donny with pity. In his eyes, Donny was already dead. He had rashly entered the vampire stronghold and was basically dead. There was no way he could escape. To those ferocious vampires, humans other than the Hagui were food.
Donnie was furious and nervous.
Someone is definitely plotting against him! I just don't know who it is!
Donnie gritted his teeth. In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind. The first one that came to mind was the junkyard manager. It was he who told him that there was a vehicle modification master here.
Could it be that the administrator was also a member of the Hagui tribe? Or was he just a pawn, with the real plotters hiding behind the scenes?
It could also be the mysterious person who sent the message to warn him. Anything is possible.
He is still too young, and it is not a good idea to rely on luck. This world is full of pitfalls, and one can easily fall into them if he is not careful.
Tony originally didn't care about being plotted against. In fact, when he embarked on this path, he could never expect to be safe and sound. It was nothing more than that as his strength increased, he would be able to eliminate opponents with insufficient strength, making it useless for them to plot against him, as they could not hurt Tony at all.
In fact, with Donnie's own spark-powered creations, even without the help of a giant like Optimus Prime, he possesses considerable strength on his own. His phone and watch allow him to easily disassemble and assemble armor and weapons, while the spark-powered energy gives him superior physical fitness and self-healing abilities, giving him enough endurance to fight a protracted battle.
But what scares him the most is facing this group of vampires!
The Hagui had good hearing and his eyes widened. He suddenly sobered up from the alcohol and looked at the stranger in disbelief, screaming, "You are actually a human?"
The bar suddenly became quiet. The sensitive keyword "human" made them quiet instantly. They stopped making noise and turned to look at Donny, their eyes revealing mockery and greed.
"There's new food coming in." A vampire bared his fangs, sniffed greedily, and said, "Who sent it? Didn't they say that an important person would be here to assign tasks today? Bringing food in on occasions like this isn't allowed."
"Maybe he brought it upon himself."
"Do you think the guards at the door are all fools? They are vampires, not ghosts." Someone retorted. He was also a ghost.
The music stopped, and then a new heavy metal sound started playing immediately. The rhythm was exciting and the blood was boiling. The atmosphere in the bar was explosive! The vampires were delighted that food was delivered to their door. They all thought it was a good sign that food was delivered to their door automatically.
Donnie gritted his teeth, tense and brimming with energy. The fire in his brain was blazing brightly, and he was already in a state of war. Donnie felt that a fierce battle was about to begin.
The vampires in this world aren't as "romantic" as those in Twilight. They're a bunch of freaks who feed on humans and can even convert ordinary people en masse! In other words, these filthy creatures can spread like a virus. Vampires bite people and create new vampires, who then bite people... Ordinary people are considered food because the vampires in this world are obsessed with eating humans. Only human blood can keep them alive!
Worse than the virus!
If a vampire bites you, unless you die from consuming all your blood, you'll quickly become a vampire. Major corporations have drugs and serums to prevent this transformation, but Donny doesn't. If he's bitten, he's essentially doomed, forcing him to seek help from the nearby S.H.I.E.L.D. and Professor X.
But doing so would be risky. SHIELD would be fine, they'd just take the opportunity to study him and potentially create a Downey clone or a Downey android. Professor X was the most troublesome; he absolutely couldn't be allowed to access his own memories, or it would be the end of him. No one could guarantee he wouldn't be brain dead.
"Good luck.
The bartender showed some pity.
Donny hesitated. Should he really ask S.H.I.E.L.D. for help? He couldn't afford to get hurt in a fight with a vampire. If he wasn't careful, he'd get bitten and everything would be over.
For thousands of years, humans have launched countless wars against vampires, but every time the vampires come back again, making them impossible to kill and extremely difficult to deal with.
Part of the reason is because of the characteristics of vampires. Their long lifespan always makes some high-ranking humans obsessed with them. They are willing to become a member of the vampire group and work for the interests of the vampires. This alone gives vampires enough room to maneuver. As long as ordinary people fear death, they, the vampires, will not be eliminated!
Tony is not afraid of fighting with anyone, but this vampire makes him extremely wary. This group of people are exactly the same as humans, but have long lifespans and strong physiques. They can also conduct scientific research and use high-tech weapons.
"What should we do with this food? Have you eaten it?" There was a vampire who was very greedy. He wanted to eat and ate all the other creatures like Donnie.
The Hagui who exposed Donnie said, "A big shot is coming. The scene is chaotic and has a bad impact."
The vampire looked at the Hagui clan with a dangerous look and growled softly, warning him not to interfere in the affairs of vampires without permission.
"Don't think you have the right to meddle in other people's business. If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you first." A vampire threatened.
The Hagui are ordinary people obsessed with immortality. They voluntarily accept the control of vampires and get tattoos on the back of their necks, hoping that one day they will be transformed into a vampire and enjoy the pleasure of immortality. They have betrayed humans and their own tribes and are willing to become their lackeys.
The old bartender mixed a glass of wine, handed it to Donny, and said sympathetically: "Drink it, and have a good journey."
Rest in peace, old man. May your whole family rest in peace.
The vampires and the Harpies burst into laughter and urged Donnie to drink the wine.
Tony's face darkened as he quickly estimated the combat strength of both sides.
Vampires were extremely difficult to kill with ordinary means; their incredible resilience and resistance to attack were enough to negate many minor injuries. Silver, sunlight, and garlic were needed to kill them, but there was no time to find them for him now.
He used Optimus Prime to support him outside, and he went on a killing spree inside, fully armed. It was not difficult to rush out, but it was difficult to ensure that he would not be injured. This was a vampire stronghold, and it was unbelievable that he could not be killed without heavy weapons.
Now he can only fight hard. At worst, if he gets bitten, he can just go to SHIELD and let them inject him with the healing serum.
Suddenly, the whole bar was in an uproar. Someone shouted, "The big shot is coming! Get ready to welcome him!"
"What should we do with this guy? Get rid of him quickly."
"Hurry up and drag him away, kill him and bleed him, and use him as food reserves. Don't leave any food here as an eyesore."
The vampires were a bit impatient. They wanted to please the big shot. It was said that the big shot was a pure-blooded vampire, born a vampire! This was a remarkable figure, born with a high status. These transformed ones couldn't compare.
"Hey, who is the modification master?" Donny was a little anxious and grabbed the old bartender and asked.
"It's me. I'm a renowned modification master. What do you want?"
"Are you a vampire? Or a Haguri?"
"Neither. I'm a human now, but I'll probably become a vampire soon." The old bartender felt a little sad and sighed, lamenting that he was born at the wrong time and was caught here.
Donnie carried the old bartender across the table and walked away. A watch transformed and assembled into a gun, and several other watches quickly transformed, barely forming a suit of armor to protect part of Donnie's upper body. Two cell phones popped out, transforming into two small Transformers, brandishing chainsaws in a show of force.
Before anyone else could be surprised by this counterintuitive scene, the old bartender shouted, "What do you want? I'm not provoking you!"
"You've already offended me the moment I stepped foot into this den of beasts!" Donnie gritted his teeth. "If I hadn't been looking for you, why would I have bothered to come in here? I never go into bars!"
Donny strode forward carrying the old bartender on his back. He wanted to rush out with this guy. As long as they rushed out, everything would turn around.
The vampires are getting restless and want to take action.