American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 102 Faso, who dared not fight back

buzz~

The ear-piercing roar of motorcycle engines echoed through the streets and alleys. Faso frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The next moment, he prepared to leave the alley quickly with his two men. Just as the three were about to jump over the wall, a slender figure leaped straight down from the wall.

This prevented the three from climbing over the wall.

"Bloodline!"

Seeing the flash of crimson light streak across the darkness, Faso couldn't help but think to himself, "This is bad!"

Once the girl stepped out of the shadows, the three of them saw that she was a pretty girl with smoky makeup.

Call ~

Faso let out a soft breath, calming his wildly beating heart: "Whose bloodline are you, and why are you blocking my path?"

Seeing that the faces weren't familiar, his courage instantly grew a little.

"Mr. Faso, please don't leave. My master needs to speak with you!"

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and Faso's heart skipped a beat.

Since transforming into a vampire and possessing extraordinary physical abilities, his courage has grown day by day. After having two blood descendants, he felt even more heroic. Even his once revered father was no longer a concern for him. However, there were still a few figures he feared in his heart.

Putting aside Blood God, the source of all vampires, the two people he least wants to encounter are Kyle and Harley!

As the two people personally transformed by the Blood God, he unconsciously put himself in the position of a subordinate. Facing these two, there may not be a significant difference in their level or strength, but he still dared not offend them!

Moreover, he harbored a deep-seated fear of Kyle, his direct convert.

This feeling had made him avoid encountering the two people all along, and in the current situation, he instantly realized that he must be being watched.

"...Damn it!"

He couldn't help but curse inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged as he looked calmly at the girl.

"Who transformed you?"

"Lady Harley!"

"Oh no!"

Faso inwardly groaned, his idea that the girl was a third-generation descendant instantly shattered. A solemn expression appeared on his face. She was Harley's direct descendant, so her status should not be much different from his.

Noticing the change in Faso's eyes, the girl couldn't help but show an admiring look, and Faso, understanding her meaning, quickly whispered a compliment.

A moment later, as the motorcycle roared loudly into the street, Faso looked at the two slender figures striding towards him with a forced expression.

"Faso, the Blood God has been ordering me to keep an eye on you, and sure enough! Why didn't you obey His will? How dare you use the power bestowed upon you by the Blood God to do things that benefit yourself?"

Harley slowly lowered the club she had been carrying at her waist to her side, her gaze fixed on Faso, who was now bowing over.

Seemingly sensing that Faso's attitude was good, her expression softened slightly.

"My lord! The owner of that bar has a grudge against me, but he's not a good person either. Actually, I didn't mean to disobey the progenitor!"

His words were somewhat ingratiating as he looked at the girl in front of him. However, what greeted him was a sudden slap in the face and the girl's exaggerated smile.

boom!

Roar……

The two bloodlines of Faso immediately bared their fangs and glared angrily at Harley, who dared to hit their leader.

However, Faso immediately shouted, "This man is a direct descendant of the progenitor! Put away your fangs!"

"..."

The two men instantly faced each other, remaining silent, and even stepped aside. They realized why Faso dared not resist.

"Hmm, the attitude is acceptable, but..."

Bang bang bang!

The three blows knocked Faso to the ground. Harley, her face flushed with excitement, swung the club around. Moments later, blood splattered everywhere. Not only Faso's descendants, but even Harley's own bloodline turned pale.

Harley, with a satisfied look on her face, tossed her ponytail aside and put away the club, until Faso was unable to stand up.

"Faso, don't do those sneaky things again, okay?"

"Okay, okay!"

Faso, pale-faced, responded repeatedly. He was genuinely frightened by the girl in front of him. At this moment, he was 100% certain that Harley, as one of the two direct bloodlines of the Blood God, was mentally unstable.

"By the way, Kyle seems to be up to something lately. Although the Blood God doesn't seem to care, I'm starting to dislike him. Have a few more of your bloodline members convert and go find him somewhere."

"What? Lord Kyle?"

He asked in disbelief, only to be met with a heavy blow.

He was attacked again and dared not ask any more questions.

"The Blood God has never believed him, you know that?"

"Got it, got it!"

Faso's eyes flickered slightly as he responded repeatedly.

"And that Assassin Guild that dared to target our Judgment Council before—anyone who encounters them, suck every drop of their blood dry!"

"yes!"

Looking at the unusually obedient and sensible Faso, Harley's face showed a hint of boredom, as if she was regretting why Faso was so obedient.

This made Faso, who noticed her expression, feel a slight chill and secretly label Harley as someone he should never mess with again.

With a swaying figure, Harley called out to them, and the two girls quickly disappeared into the dark alleyways.

Only when he could no longer hear a sound did Faso slowly stand up, his face pale.

"grown ups……"

"I'm fine!"

"Be careful around that girl from now on. I'm sure you've all noticed... something's off about her!"

Faso stretched out his finger and pointed to his head.

The man and woman nodded solemnly, their faces still showing fear, and any thoughts that had crossed their minds were instantly shattered.

Call ~

Taking a deep breath and feeling his extremely rapid self-healing ability, Faso quickly walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened. He glanced at the two people following closely behind him, exchanged glances, and then went their separate ways in three different directions.

They're about to begin judging the guilty; that's right, their main objective today is actually to punish the criminals located in the East District.

Even with Batman constantly patrolling, the city is still rife with all sorts of evil and horrific crimes.

Faso moved swiftly through the streets and alleys, and soon he found his target for the night.

A black man in a suit and with a shaved head stepped out of a stretch Lincoln, followed by three other bald men. The men quickly scanned the surrounding streets before gently knocking on a secluded door.

It took more than ten seconds for the small door to slowly open, and then the three of them quickly walked into the house.

(End of this chapter)