Seeing the road completely blocked, Downton helplessly opened his car door and swaggered out.
Around him, more drivers trapped in the jam had gotten out of their cars, trying to find out what was happening ahead.
"Damn it, I still have two documents to finish!"
"My girlfriend gets off work at four thirty. I have to get home—how could the traffic be this bad?!"
"Goddamn it, what happened in Gotham again? Can Roman not keep his city under control?"
"Who knows what happened? The jam stretches this far—damn it!"
Amid the endless stream of curses, Downton reached the traffic lights and looked toward the end of the bridge.
In the distance, flames and explosions rose one after another. It looked like an oil tanker had overturned on the bridge.
The fire trucks had not arrived yet, and the tanker fire was far too intense. Naturally, the drivers closest to it did not dare move forward.
At this rate, the bridge would be clogged for at least several dozen more minutes.
Thinking that, Downton took out his phone and called Liv.
But just as Downton was making the call, a passerby suddenly bumped into his shoulder and strode past him while cursing.
"Fuck this, I've got a cocktail party to attend this afternoon, I..."
"Wait!"
Before the man could finish, Downton casually grabbed his shoulder and yanked him directly in front of himself.
"You...!"
The man froze at Downton's rough pull, but before he could speak, Downton's palm had already struck his face!
Smack!!!
After the thunderous blow, the man's head snapped violently to the side, and more than a dozen teeth flew from his mouth.
After several nearby people were inexplicably struck by the flying teeth, they hurriedly turned around to find where they had come from.
Then, before their