American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

"Fuck, why do we come to this place? Those damn guys, don't you know there is a Trial Council here?"

"The Judgment Council...isn't it the organization that has that Blood God? I saw the video, and it's not a human being at all!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking! We have kept a much lower profile these days, and even secretly did some bad things. They didn't even show their shadows. I think they may have left Gotham!"

In a messy hotel, the hotel owner was lying on the ground shaking, with five fruit knives stuck on his back, staring desperately at the thin figure lying on the other side.

boom!

His body couldn't help but tremble violently, and the man wearing the dog-head mask seemed to be trampling an animal.

He slowly pulled out the cigarette from his mouth and hit it directly on the hotel owner.

"When will this day end?"

"That's right, damn Batman, running around everywhere, causing us to have no choice but to run to this place in the East End!"

"Yes, have you ever wondered why Batman doesn't come to the East District? I suspect that guy doesn't dare to face the Trial Council. He really thinks he is a good person! Ha~"

A sturdy man wearing a pig-head mask curled his lips and slowly walked towards the thin figure lying on the ground. He was a boy with long blond hair. His face was pale and his condition looked extremely bad. He was a little uncomfortable. rest assured.

He slowly picked up the little boy with one hand and looked at his pale face.

Snapped!

He couldn't help but slap the face of his friend who was walking over behind him.

"Why the hell did you hit me!"

"Damn it, this guy is dead, I'm not telling you not to kill people casually, don't kill people casually! Damn it, tomorrow there will be such a murder record in the newspaper that now broadcasts how safe the East District is every day, attracting the judge What to do?"

As if he was a little upset, the burly man directly knocked down the accomplice wearing the dog-head mask, and hit his mask hard with his fist as big as a sandbag. The guys on the side quickly pulled him up.

He was spitting out fragrance crazily and constantly cursing the man in the dog-head mask. Even if he was pulled away, he couldn't help but kick the man in the dog-head mask in the chest.

"..."

The man in the dog-head mask seemed to realize the stupid thing he had done, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"What should I do? This damn idiot actually killed this child!"

"...I just wanted to choke him until he fainted. Who would have thought that he would die directly!"

The man in the dog-head mask seemed to want to explain, but the next moment he was glared hard by the man in the pig-head mask.

Jingle Bell!

With the light ringing of the door bell, the five members of the Mask Club instantly trembled and their heads turned in the direction of the store door.

The next moment, all the fear in their eyes dissipated, replaced by anger.

I saw a man with a thin face and luxurious clothes slowly walking into the store door, his eyes blurred, and he seemed to have been drunk.

"Damn it, I thought the Blood God smelled blood and was coming. I was so scared!"

The man in the dog-head mask angrily picked up a wine bottle from the side and threw it on the stand. Looking at the extremely sharp glass mouth, he walked directly towards the man with a ferocious smile. Behind him, several of his accomplices were also indifferent. Looking at this scene, he seemed to approve of the man's actions at this time.

Poof!

The glass bottle with hard edges in his hand penetrated the man's abdomen in an instant. The man in the dog-head mask looked at the man ferociously, but his expression hidden under the mask suddenly froze.

There was no scream or expression of pain. The corners of Faso's mouth curved in a huge arc, his eyes flashed with a trace of scarlet, and he stared coldly at the man in front of him.

The next moment, he opened his mouth and his scarlet fangs instantly bit the dog-headed masked man's neck.

"ah……"

The man in the dog-head mask screamed and froze on the spot.

The shocking changes in front of them instantly frightened the four members of the Mask Club behind them and staggered back. They looked at the man who was lying on his partner and biting him with some surprise.

"Fuck!"

Thinking it was a lunatic, the man in the pig-headed mask bit his teeth and rushed forward first. However, the next moment, the man in the dog-headed mask flew upside down and knocked him to the ground.

The scene in front of them that was not done by human beings instantly frightened the other three people, just as they were trying to escape from the back door of the hotel in a panic.

With the powerful power emerging from his body, Fasuo moved at high speed and rushed towards the three of them with a grin on his face.

Accompanied by screams and the sound of flesh colliding one after another.

Five minutes later, a man with a broken neck was slowly thrown to the ground. Faso's eyes flashed with excitement.

Afraid of infecting these criminals into vampires, he walked up to the men he had bitten and broke their necks one by one.

A strange sound in the hotel attracted his attention. Looking back, he saw a pale man with five sharp knives stuck in his back, his body covered in blood, lying in front of a thin child, whining continuously. A whimpering cry.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Faso came to the hotel owner.

"Do you hate them?"

Looking at his son's lifeless face, the middle-aged man nodded sharply and looked gratefully at Fasuo, who was still dripping blood slowly from his mouth and looked a little scary.

"I am a blood descendant of the Blood God and a member of the Judgment Conference. Sin breeds in the darkness, and light also needs to bloom from the darkness. Now, we need more people to join this action to destroy the darkness...

I have been given the right to find warriors by the Blood God. I can transform you into an existence like mine. From now on, you will fight against evil in the dark night and fall asleep in the light. Are you willing? "

Faso said with a serious face. He had long discovered that he seemed to be extremely sensitive to sunlight. He tried it during the day today, and the result was as if he was burned by flames. He somewhat understood the fear of light in the Blood God's mouth, but he did not He didn't think this caused him any trouble.

He considers himself a night owl. How can he be as happy during the day as at night?

"I hate all evil, and I will be the enemy of all evil. Please give me this chance!"

The middle-aged man's tears rolled down his cheeks. His eyes were red at the moment, and he looked like he was sworn in with the crime.

Faso, who was somewhat satisfied with the man's condition, nodded his head. The next moment, he suddenly rushed in front of the man, opened his scarlet fangs and bit the man's neck in an instant.

"Well!"

The man let out an unconscious groan. After a long time, he felt his body begin to tremble and his muscles began to spasm. Faso slowly let go of him.

He was in a bit of a slump due to lack of blood and suddenly woke up.

He directly pulled out the five sharp blades on his back, and under Fasuo's clear eyes, he immediately pounced on the five dead members of the Mask Club and sucked their remaining blood one by one.

Roar!

A low roar echoed through this uncaring hotel...