American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

"Lauren, hahaha, we meet again!"

The two burly men hugged each other tightly, but put aside the smiles on their faces.

Whether it was the younger brother following behind them or themselves, one hand was quietly put on the waist, where there was a bulge, which was self-evidently a gun hidden on the side.

Nothing unusual happened, and the two slowly separated.

"How is it? Has the goods arrived?"

Lauren stared at the man in front of him and smiled cheerfully.

The dim room, with sundries placed everywhere, made it look messy, with only neatly arranged tables and two chairs standing on the side.

The man slowly came to the table and patted the only black box on it.

At his eye signal, the man standing in the room came to the table and carefully opened the box. The bald man walked up and casually took out a bag of white powder from it.

Tear it open directly, gently tap it with his fingers, and sniff it fiercely at the tip of his nose.

A hint of intoxication appeared on his face.

"Yes, this batch of goods is fine!"

The bald man turned his head to look at the two men behind him, and then directly closed the suitcase on the table.

When their suitcases were placed on the table, another group of people couldn't wait to open them.

Green US dollars came into view, and both sides smiled at each other, seeming to be very satisfied with the result.

"The garbage from the Mask Painting Society has disappeared, should we expand our future transactions?"

The bald man couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hehe! No problem at all, if those damn guys hadn't monopolized the supply, how could we have lived so hard during this period? To be honest, I would like to thank Batman! Haha..."

"Indeed! It's also thanks to the crazy people in the Mask Society. It's better to make money by selling drugs, but they still think about killing and robbing every day. A group of self-righteous guys deserve to be caught by Batman!"

"Haha..."

The two couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe"

At the door, an inexplicable laugh came at the same time, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

Lauren's eyes condensed, and he subconsciously took out his pistol. At the same time, another group of people also took out their pistols and pointed them directly at the man standing at the door.

"Who are you?"

Lauren looked at the man with a somewhat surprised look.

The clothes of the newcomer seemed to show that he was not an ordinary citizen of Gotham, but his clothes were messy, as if he had just experienced a fight.

Then he looked at his slightly lowered head.

His eyes condensed slightly.

"I..."

Bang!

With a gunshot, the sound of gunfire suddenly burst out.

"Fuck!"

Faso, who staggered and was shot, couldn't help but curse inwardly. He didn't expect that this group of people didn't play by the rules at all, but he didn't plan to play by the rules.

The grenade that had been prepared and pulled the ignition plug was thrown directly. After being hit by two more bullets, he quickly rushed out of the door, directly closed the door, and resisted it at the same time.

As the grenade fell to the ground.

Lauren's eyes were bloodshot.

"Fuck!"

Everyone stared at the spherical object that fell to the ground. The next moment, the two men who were closer to the door quickly ran to the door and tried to open it. However, they couldn't push the door open after several attempts. Even hitting it hard didn't help. It seemed that someone was blocking the door.

Under the desperate eyes of everyone, the grenade suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and in an instant, countless shrapnel filled the room.

"Ah..."

The screams came one after another, accompanied by slightly low groans, and the whole room was filled with blood.

Some people lay on the ground and wailed, and some people didn't even struggle.

The already narrow room instantly magnified the power of the fragmentation grenade.

Gently pressing his fingers into the wound on his chest that was pierced by the bullet, he dug two bullets out of his flesh and blood. Faso's mouth twitched slightly. Watching the wound heal, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although these bullets would not kill him, and might not even cause him serious harm, this kind of pain was unavoidable.

While cleaning his wounds, Faso adjusted his collar and raised a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth while listening to the low groan in the room.

He wanted to have a good meal.

Gently opening the door, smoke and dust came to his face. Looking at the messy scene in the room, the blood on the ground was extremely dazzling, and Faso's eyes flashed scarlet.

Bang bang bang bang!

Three blood flowers appeared on his chest in an instant, and one of the bullets even grazed his scalp and flew past.

Faso, who was injured in an instant, did not retreat, but moved quickly to the man who was shooting from under the table that fell to one side.

Bang!

The heavy tables and chairs were overturned in an instant and hit the corner of the wall at one side. Faso slapped the pistol raised in the man's hand and grabbed the man's wrist directly, exerting force in an instant.

Click!

"Ahhhh..." The man screamed violently, but before he could struggle, Faso suddenly opened his bloody mouth and bit his neck fiercely.

Gurgle... Blood flowed into Faso's body through his throat, and the bullets that had originally been shot into his body were expelled from his wounds by an inexplicable force, and the wounds healed rapidly.

Faso kicked the lifeless man to the wall with some resentment.

Plop!

The sound of someone falling rang in his ears. Faso suddenly turned around. The bald man who had just fallen to the ground and moaned in pain unexpectedly rushed towards his vehicle with vigorous steps.

Oh shit!

Fasuo was suddenly startled and was about to chase after him. However, when he came to the door, the bald man had already climbed into the driver's seat. With the roar of the vehicle, the man drove the car and sped away.

"This guy……"

Unexpectedly, one of them was accidentally let go. Faso stopped angrily. He didn't foolishly chase a sports car on foot. He turned to look at the struggling figures in the room, and a smile appeared on his lips.

About half an hour...

Accompanied by the howling of the cold wind in the dark night, two figures jumped straight down from the eaves of a three-story building. It was the two blood descendants who had just separated from Faso.

"grown ups?"

Looking at his two blood descendants, Faso said in a deep voice: "There was a guy who just ran to the West Street. He was a bald black man and he belonged to the Qiao Gang. You can catch him!"

"yes!"

The two looked at each other and then quickly rushed in the direction indicated by Faso.

Although their speed has not reached the level of afterimages, it is still extraordinary. Under the cover of night, they quickly disappeared into the streets in the distance.

"ah……"

A slight groan of pain echoed through the room.