American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 100 Catwoman's Visit

Under the moonlight, two figures fell to the ground, with a curvaceous woman lying on top of Lin Jue.

Meeting his burning red lips, Lin Jue felt that agile presence, and after a long while, the two separated slightly.

Looking at the woman in front of him, still wearing half a mask that revealed her red lips, Lin Jue already knew the answer. It was Patricia, whom he hadn't seen for some time.

Lin Jue is no saint. A beautiful woman is in his arms and even offers him a kiss. If he didn't go for it, how could he face his fellow transmigrators and his readers?

"You're finally back!"

"Isn't it inappropriate to barge into a man's room like this?"

"But you seem to be feeling particularly good!"

Patricia stared at Lin Jue's eyes with a sly look, her tongue lightly tracing the shape of her lips, making Lin Jue's heart beat slightly faster.

"Because I'm a normal man!"

puff~

Patrinia couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her gaze fixed intently on Lin Jue, who slowly stood up and became serious.

"To be honest, I thought you were going to reject me, Your Honor~"

"Looks like I shouldn't have saved you in the first place."

Lin Jue sighed slightly and said with feigned regret. He did not try to hide his meaning, as doing so would only make him feel more embarrassed!

After a brief exchange of pleasantries and jokes, the two finally got back to the main topic.

"So you came here just to ask me about the whereabouts of the Blood God?"

"No, that's secondary..."

Patricia reiterated that it mainly depended on Lin Jue's opinion, and frowned slightly, somewhat dissatisfied, saying, "Recently, there have been rumors throughout the entire East District that a vampire has appeared, and it was Blood God who spread these rumors!"

"That's right! It was indeed left behind by the Blood God, but it was unintentional. There are too many strange people in this world, and even the Blood God himself did not expect this."

The concept of Blood God is the god of vampires, and Lin Jue is determined to carry it through to the end. This is crucial for the upper limit of his awakening abilities later on. In Lin Jue's expectation, he will only stop spreading the idea of ​​bloodline when he reaches the level of a true vampire god.

Faso and Harley spread the bloodline of justice, while Kyle, under the control of his subconscious, spreads the bloodline of evil. Maximizing both will greatly enhance His concept of influence.

The Vampire Diaries anchored itself to a new dimension due to the enhancement of its concepts, and the smooth integration of abilities also required a deeper understanding of the concepts!

Lin Jue is determined to spread this message no matter what!

"Is the Blood God really a vampire?"

Patrinia frowned, looking at Lin Jue with some worry. She couldn't believe that a blood-feeding guy could be so righteous. The vampires that had appeared now seemed to prove it. Even though these bloodline beings seemed to be punishing evil, Patrinia still sensed that some kind of uncontrollable situation was unfolding.

Lin Jue waved his hand gently and chuckled softly, "Don't worry, the Blood God will never side with evil!"

At the same time, he silently thought to himself: But the bloodline of the Blood God is another matter...

"That's not what I'm worried about. I'm worried that he might pose a certain threat to you!"

Patricia finally voiced her thoughts. She didn't understand how Lin Jue, the Judge, could have such a mysterious, bloodthirsty, and cruel companion in the Trial Council. She was very worried about Lin Jue's safety.

"Haha, you can rest assured about that. The Blood God would never do such a thing. You know, he's not the only speaker in the Trial Council!"

Lin Jue couldn't help but chuckle softly, feeling a little surprised. He hadn't expected that the image of the Blood God he had created would have such a great impact on others. If even the fearless Catwoman had this kind of mentality, then what about the ordinary people of Gotham?

"What exactly is your position in the Trial Council?"

Patrina's gaze was fixed on Lin Jue.

She knew that Lin Jue was the Judge, but the title of Judge was only defined by the Gotham citizens who were unaware of the situation, and by those in the police department. What was Lin Jue's real title? He himself did not say.

"Ha ha……"

Lin Jue changed the subject, laughing it off, seemingly unwilling to discuss the matter further.

Patrinia wisely paused the conversation, not wanting to offend the only man she cared about right now because of her stubbornness.

A slender hand gently brushed towards Lin Jue's chest, and Lin Jue could clearly feel the coolness rising from his skin where the fingers touched.

Their breathing was slightly heavy.

Shouldn't the man take the initiative at this point?

Subconsciously, Lin Jue's head gently floated forward, just as he was about to kiss those fiery red lips.

A lightning-fast, swift whip kick instantly swept over his lower body, sending him crashing to the ground. Patrina, who quickly jumped away, smiled gently.

"Mr. Lin Jue! I'm not a casual woman!"

After speaking, she jumped straight onto the windowsill, gave Lin Jue a big smile, leaned back, and leaped off the second floor.

With a wry smile, Lin Jue got up and quickly went to the window. Watching the catwoman land smoothly and put her mask back on, he could only smile slightly.

Watching that exceptionally nimble figure disappear into the long night, I looked up and saw a sliver of the bright crescent moon peeking out from the clouds.

Lin Jue felt inexplicably cheerful. He went to the bedside, leaned against the bedding, and quickly fell asleep in a relaxed mood.

These past few days, frequently infiltrating the minds of the blood descendants to observe their actions has taken a huge toll on Lin Jue's subconscious mental energy.

This was one of the rare times he fell asleep quickly.

……

Meanwhile, at a bar in the heart of Gotham City.

Blue-green lights intertwined, and the electronic metal music, almost like noise, was extremely jarring. Men and women with all sorts of bizarre faces painted on their faces swayed their bodies wildly.

Faso walked briskly toward the bar booth, followed by a middle-aged man and a woman with heavy smoky makeup.

"Fasocoport? You little brat, how dare you come to this place?"

The bar owner's gaze sharpened, and he looked meaningfully at the man with a relaxed expression who seemed to be swaying to the rhythm of the music.

Behind him, a group of burly men with fierce expressions slowly gathered.

"Why can't I come?"

Faso looked puzzled as he gazed at the menacing bar owner and his men, but he seemed completely unfazed.

"Heh, didn't what happened last time make you face reality? The Copport family brat?"

The bar owner grinned maliciously.

"Ha, my father only cares about money, reputation, and profit; naturally, he wouldn't dare to easily provoke the Siennis family!"

"You still dared to come knowing that!"

The bottle in his hand was smashed against the bar in an instant. With the sound of shattering glass, the sharp edges, glistening with shards, stabbed viciously into Faso's body.

The bar owner actually made the first move!

(End of this chapter)