American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 104 The Clash of the Dark Knights

"I've told you everything you need to say, please, please let me go!"

A black man with blood on his abdomen pleaded in agony, saying that he had just told all the information about his boss to the man in front of him, Faso, who was terrified.

Faso crouched down gently, his gaze fixed on the black man, a cryptic smile on his face.

"I don't eat human flesh!"

"What?"

Without hesitation, he bit down on his neck, greedily sucking the blood. Although he had no bloodlust, the taste of blood was even more intoxicating to him than drugs!

Looking at the rest of the people in the room, each of them had two deep, bloody gashes on their necks, clearly indicating that he had drained them of their life force.

"Hmm?"

A certain substance mixed in his blood made Faso's eyes glaze over for a moment. With an intoxicated expression, he gently embraced the black man's body, leaned against the wall, and took a breath every now and then.

"So the blood of someone who's just taken drugs tastes even better, and it has a certain hallucinogenic effect... Hehe!"

His face was filled with ecstasy, and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth would horrify any normal person.

Pfft!

A soft thud sounded, a footstep barely audible to an ordinary person, but it was instantly spotted by the dazed Faso.

With a slight furrow of his brow, Faso showed no sign of panic as he gently closed the door, assuming it was just an innocent cat attracted by the smell of blood.

He nonchalantly sucked the blood.

boom!

The half-closed door beside him suddenly burst open. Faso's eyes narrowed, and he scrambled to his feet, only to be sent flying by a lightning-fast punch.

Faso didn't even see who the attacker was!

vomit!

He spat out the blood he hadn't fully swallowed, staring in astonishment at the burly figure rushing towards him.

"Fuck you! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

His anger flared up when he was interrupted from enjoying his meal. At that moment, he didn't care whether the newcomer was a criminal or someone who was standing up for justice, and he rushed forward.

However, his swift and powerful punch was easily dodged by the attacker, who then delivered a powerful punch with an extremely tricky angle, slamming it heavily into his heart.

boom!

His body was thrown straight upwards and flew into the air.

"Batman?"

In the dim light, Faso recognized the newcomer and was startled. He suppressed the sharp pain in his chest and quickly moved backward. However, the cramped room greatly hampered his usually impressive speed.

Seeing the approaching fist, he could only hastily retaliate, and the two fists collided instantly.

boom!

Faso, who was being pushed backward, could not suppress the shock in his heart. He was actually slightly inferior in strength!

Seeing the burly figure, who was only slightly staggered, charging forward again like a ferocious beast, Faso quickly lost his footing. He could only hastily take two punches before he was unable to defend himself.

Punch after punch, heavily pounding his body.

At the same time, Bruce Wayne, hidden behind the bat mask, could not suppress the shock in his heart. Although it was a one-sided beating, he could still feel the tenacity of the enemy's life force.

On an ordinary person, he could knock out a normal, strong adult with just one punch, or even just a few.

But the vampire in front of him, after taking several heavy punches, was still able to quickly struggle to his feet and fight back.

Feeling the force of the punch, Bruce instantly intensified his attack.

"etc!"

Faso, with his arms crossed in front of him, hurriedly called out, trying to end the fight.

However, Bruce Wayne showed no intention of speaking to him.

"I am eliminating evil; I am a member of the Judgment Council!"

He couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and he quickly explained his position, causing the opponent's originally fierce attack to slow down slightly.

Just as he thought Batman was intimidated by the Inquisition Council and was about to say something, the man in front of him suddenly raised his leg and delivered a heavy straight kick, sending him flying backward and crashing to the ground.

"cough……"

Seeing Faso struggling on the ground, Bruce walked up to him.

"Vampire? Are you here to punish evil, or to satisfy your insatiable greed?"

A deep, imposing voice echoed in the room as Bruce roared at the hunched figure.

His gaze swept over the lifeless bodies in the room, and over the blood that covered the floor. In his eyes, Faso, who proclaimed himself to be the one who eliminated evil, was even more terrifying than these criminals.

However, taking advantage of this moment, Faso, who had been lying on the ground seemingly "unable to struggle," quickly leaped up, slipped out from beside him, and before Bruce could catch up, his figure seemed to have suffered no injury, quickly darting out of the room and disappearing into the vast night.

Even Bruce was surprised by the astonishing speed, but he didn't stop at all. He strode to the door, looked at the motorcycle he had parked to the side, got on, and sped off into the night with the roar of the engine.

The commotion attracted the attention of the neighbors, and soon someone discovered the room filled with the remains of corpses.

With a scream, more and more people began calling for the police and asking for help.

With flashes of red and blue light, Gordon rushed into the room and his pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the mess on the floor.

"vampire?"

"A police officer examining the wounds said with some fear, Gordon quickly pulled him away, stepped forward himself, lifted the deceased's collar, and looked at the two hideous bloody mouths. His eyes quickly scanned the room, trying to find a clue."

"This place looks like it was bombed by a grenade!"

His assistant gently picked up the small blade embedded in the wall, and also discovered white powder scattered on the floor, as well as scattered US dollars.

"These guys were probably on a drug deal when they got noticed by those self-righteous vampires who judge evil!"

"Weren't those guys always in the East District? How come they suddenly showed up in our Central District?"

A police officer, pale-faced and somewhat frightened, said, "Vampires drink human blood. How terrifying is that!"

Slowly standing up, Gordon stared solemnly at the moonless sky.

"Gotham is about to face real turmoil..."

Behind him, the police officers exchanged bewildered glances, all realizing the terrifying possibility at play.

S~

That thought popped into everyone's mind.

The Trial Council is coming...

(End of this chapter)