American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

"Harley!"

The middle-aged man rushed to the store quickly. At this time, he was limping, but he was in high spirits. He rushed into the store in a panic and helped his daughter who fell to the ground.

"Dad!" (The life story of Harley Quinn's father was not found, please automatically substitute it here!)

Harley Quinn couldn't help but hugged her father. They never expected that they would be saved at such a desperate time.

"Thank you Blood God, thank you Judgment Council!"

Romquin looked around his daughter's body in panic and noticed that except for the messy outer clothes, she did not seem to have suffered any accidental damage. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Thank you Lord Blood God!"

She couldn't help but kowtow to the dark street outside, but the girl's eyes were blankly looking at the shops with blood everywhere, but there was no trace of fear in her eyes, and she slowly stretched out her green-white jade-like hand. With her hand, she gently wiped the blood on the ground that she had been paying attention to for a long time. The girl couldn't help but lick it gently. A strange taste slowly rippled in her heart, and a scarlet color appeared in her heart. There was a flash in her eyes.

The father began to sort out his belongings, completely unaware of the strange look on his daughter's face behind him.

For about a quarter of an hour, black shadows quickly shuttled through the streets and arrived at a certain abandoned industrial building.

In front of the man carrying a long sword behind him, a man in black was kneeling.

Bang bang bang!

A kick that was about to enter the afterimage kicked the man's body away hard. As the bricks and stones shattered, the man in black allowed himself to be embedded in the wall. Apart from a painful groan, he did not mean to defend himself at all. .

"You are so frightened that you dare not face the enemy just because of your momentum?"

The man with two swords on his back shouted coldly. The man in black spit out blood and looked depressed.

Just when the man was about to step forward and kill the man, the slender woman in black grabbed his shoulder.

“Now is the time when the organization needs people!”

The woman's voice sounded coldly in the empty hall, and all the people in black around them lowered their heads and said nothing.

Putting the long sword in his hand back into its scabbard, the man snorted coldly, then turned around, no longer looking at this trash that made him feel so heartbroken.

The man whose breath was a little weak knelt down in front of the man with two swords.

"Sir, that guy is definitely not a fake judge. His strength is far greater than the guy we dealt with before. He can even resist bullet attacks head-on. Moreover, the aura I feel from his body does not seem to be human!"

The man spoke very fast, with a trace of surprise on his face.

"Take bullets head-on?"

The man with two swords on his back looked at the men beside him. Under the signal from his eyes, the man in black raised his gun and fired at the man.

A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, and the sound of huge metal collisions was heard. Under the admiring gazes of all the men in black, the man actually used his knife to chop off the bullets under his sword.

"As expected of you!"

The woman in black couldn't help but say in admiration, her eyes glanced at the ground, and the concave bullet casing came into view under the dim light.

Cutting off bullets with one knife is not something a human can do. (Except the little bitch!)

At this time, the man in black who was kneeling on the ground couldn't help but said: "Will the judge be completely hidden because of our attack? He should have been completely left there last time!"

"Judge? Do you think the guy you besieged last time was him?"

The man carrying the two swords couldn't help but shouted coldly, and the woman in black on the side also turned her head. The two of them seemed to know some other information.

Time goes back to that night.

The man holding the collected sample handed the thermos-flask-shaped carrier to the white-robed doctor. Under his strange gaze, a blood clot stained with red blood was placed on the slide.

"This...even the color is different, how can it be the same blood?...However, this drop of blood seems to be extraordinary!"

The doctor looked suspicious. He stared closely at the blood samples under the microscope with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It doesn't look like that guy!"

The man with the two swords on his back looked a little ugly. When he first got the blood sample, he had doubts, but he still took it for verification.

"Of course not! This drop of blood seems even more magical!"

The doctor's tone was mixed with a hint of madness, as if he noticed some strange phenomenon in the blood, and his whole person seemed extremely excited.

Under the gaze of the people in black, they slowly separated the drop of blood from the snow water, then took out a new needle to suck the blood, and finally injected it into a normal white mouse.

The next moment, under everyone's shocked gazes, the white mouse let out a sharp neigh. The sound from its small body even resounded throughout the entire underground factory. Under everyone's shocked gazes, the white mouse's figure turned into afterimages. Crazy shock in a transparent glass cage.

After much effort, the doctor, with the help of the man in black, controlled the little mouse that had undergone some kind of mutation. Looking at the sharp crocodile-like fangs exposed, the doctor's face was filled with emotion. In amazement.

"Wonderful, really wonderful. How could such a magical thing exist?"

Under the eyes of the people in black, the doctor cleared his throat and told his discovery with excitement: "It is also a mouse approaching its twilight years. This mouse injected with red blood has reversed the rejuvenation of various organs in the body." In addition, it seems to be transforming into some kind of extraordinary creature!"

"I may need to observe some other specific changes for a while, but there is no doubt that the value of this drop of blood is higher!"

The doctor stared closely at the crazy mouse that was imprisoned in the narrow glass tube at the moment, and said in admiration, a strange color flashed through his eyes.

…

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the clothes of the group of men in black were blown suddenly in this unfinished building. The man with two swords on his back slowly came to the edge of the building, looking deeply at the chaos at this moment. Dark Gotham.

"It seems we need some help from local forces!"

He slowly turned his head to look at the woman beside him, their eyes intertwined.

At this moment, in a deserted street, Lin Jue's figure shrank. After returning to his normal human body shape, he couldn't help but twist his neck. With the crisp sound of bones, he couldn't help but let out a comfortable sound. groan.

He looked far away at an abandoned building not far from the street. With his extraordinary vision, he could clearly see the outlines of bodies hidden in the darkness.

There are so many people?

Slowly lifting off the blood-red robe on his body, Lin Jue couldn't help but admire in his heart when he looked at the healed body without any wounds.

Of course, carrying those bullets was not to show off, but to show the power of his new identity!

This is Lin Jue's plan. Since the last time, he has deeply realized that his identity as a judge alone cannot completely deter the evil forces hidden in the darkness.

So he decided to find something new and throw out a mysterious and powerful organization, which was the Judgment Council.

You must know that he is familiar with the DC universe, but he knows that Superman, who is almost invincible, hates the northwest under Batman's operation, so he is not an exception. Although this universe may be slightly different from the one he is familiar with, But Lin Jue knew that the world was far more mysterious than he imagined.