American comics: The Savior Who Started with Vampires

Chapter 57 New Identity

Under Lin Jue's gaze, the arrogant and domineering men in suits swaggered out of the tavern, and all the customers in the tavern breathed a sigh of relief.

While pretending to drink, he secretly glanced at the group of guys who seemed completely out of place in the tavern. The tavern, which was usually filled with laughter and chatter, was now eerily quiet.

"Lin, if you were to reveal your extraordinary skills, it would give those who covet the Judge an opportunity!"

Dam couldn't help but pat his chest, saying with lingering fear that although he had been hoping Lin Jue would teach these arrogant guys a lesson, his rational mind told him that he had to stop Lin Jue.

Because the judge had punished evildoers in the nearby neighborhood, this place must have attracted many eyes hidden in the shadows.

boom!

With the sound of a bottle shattering on the ground, the leader of the thugs stopped at the tavern entrance: "Starting tomorrow, a development fund needs to be paid here. If you don't pay on time, you know what will happen!"

The blond man slammed the tavern door shut with a sneer, then strode away.

"God, these damned guys!"

"It's because there's news that the Judges seem to have been suppressed by some force, so now those vile guys in the East District are starting to show their faces again!"

"The judge has been suppressed? No wonder we haven't heard from him for so many days. My God, it seems we'll have to be more careful from now on!"

"Yes, we were given a period of peace thanks to the news of the Inquisitors appearing on Wallier Street. I didn't expect it to end so soon?"

Poor little Emily!

……

The atmosphere inside the bar was tense, with everyone discussing the situation of the past few days and what might happen.

Emily's face was pale, and her little hands were gripping a purple cloth, wiping the dusty wine bottle back and forth. Her eyes were lifeless.

A pair of large hands slowly took the wine bottle from her hand, pulling her back to reality from her worried and fearful state.

"I almost forgot about the times I was bullied..."

Emily forced a smile and said, feigning resignation.

Lin Jue smiled and couldn't help but hug this seemingly strong but actually fragile girl.

Seemingly finding an outlet, Emily could no longer suppress her grievances, and crystal tears slowly dripped down her smooth, fair cheeks.

"We just expanded the tavern, why does this have to happen?"

Emily couldn't help but rub her reddened eyes and murmured softly.

Danm, standing to the side, also looked reluctant, but his gaze was fixed on Lin Jue. He knew that Lin Jue had been holding back his actions for some time to suppress the violence in his heart, so as a friend, he couldn't ask Lin Heng to do anything.

"Looks like the plan needs to start ahead of schedule!"

"What plan?!"

A sudden glint of light flashed in Danmu's eyes as he looked excitedly at Lin Jue, who was expressionless at the moment.

Since the last ambush, Lin Jue, who felt he might face overwhelming odds in the future, had been thinking about a new deterrent plan.

Having been considering a starting point, Lin Jue felt it necessary to have a serious talk with his brother about the forces hidden in the shadows, and to find a more intimidating approach.

……

Night falls.

A small, cramped grocery store.

Snap! Bang!

As the shelf was slammed down and shattered on the ground, the old man, his face contorted with grief, pleaded with the well-dressed man before him.

However, even as he cried and begged, the man kicked him hard, knocking him to the ground while shouting and cursing.

Outside the shop, more and more newlyweds hurried past, but no one dared to stop or even watch the spectacle.

A white girl wearing a high school uniform on top and a short skirt that went past her knees froze on her face with a happy smile. She stopped outside the street shop and stared blankly as men in black moved around inside, smashing things.

The backpack in her hand slowly fell to the ground. The girl rushed towards the shop like a madwoman. However, the old man who poked his head out of the shop looked terrified when he saw her.

"No, no! Don't come back!"

He couldn't help but yell at the girl, but she ignored him and rushed into the store. This change immediately attracted the attention of the men in suits.

The man in black standing at the shop entrance, beaming, instantly pulled the girl into his arms: "Haha, throwing yourself into my arms, how embarrassing!"

The men in black around them burst into laughter.

The girl swung her fists desperately, slamming them hard into the chest of the man in black. However, her strength was insignificant in the face of this group of burly men who were used to fighting.

"What are you doing? Let my dad go!"

The girl screamed angrily, but even though she tried to sound fierce, her voice was still somewhat soft, which excited the thugs around her even more.

Even the others who were originally handling odd jobs put down their items and walked towards their partner who was tightly hugging the girl!

"No, no, no, sirs, I will pay the money on time, please spare my daughter!"

The aged-looking man couldn't help but plead, but no one listened to him. One man even reached out and touched the pale face first.

His gaze lingered on a certain bulge on the girl's shirt, scrutinizing it harshly, while he couldn't help but let out a lewd laugh.

"My lords! My lords! Aren't you worried about the Judge? That lord has been seen lurking around here before!"

The old man roared, but the next moment, a fist slammed heavily into his face. A thug in a suit rubbed his fist and then spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Fuck, you damn old bastard, how dare you mention that guy to me? Who does he think he is? Some kind of judge? He's already been dealt with by those big shots up there!"

"Haha! Exactly! Just because he's a superhuman doesn't mean he's something special! If he dares to show his face in front of me, I'll twist his head off!"

The girl struggled desperately, but no matter how hard she punched and kicked, she couldn't break free from the big man's grasp. Her gaze fell on the dark street, on the corner that had plunged into darkness, the depths of darkness that she had once been so afraid of.

Now she was filled with anticipation, hoping that figure would emerge from within.

As the shop's front door slowly closed, and at the old man's painful pleas, the group of lawless men dragged the girl into the room that was originally hers.

"Oh, Your Honor, please look this way!"

The middle-aged man's body was lifted up heavily and then thrown outside the shop. He screamed madly, and the neighbors around him occasionally peeked out helpless glances. At this moment, everyone in this neighborhood felt a heavy weight on their hearts.

The man charged at the shop again, only to be kicked to the ground once more. Powerless, his gaze gradually faded into a deathly stillness as he lay flat on the ground, looking at the starless Gotham night sky.

Excited roars came from inside the shop.

The man struggled to get up, but the pain and weakness all over his body caused him to stumble and fall again.

Just as he was weeping, an exceptionally tall figure appeared before him as if by teleportation.

An aura that could send shivers down one's spine permeated the chaotic street.

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