Chapter 102 Faso Dares Not Fight Back

Buzz buzz buzz~

The harsh roar of the motorcycle engine resounded in the streets, Fasuo frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart.

The next moment, he was ready to leave the alley quickly with his two men. When the three were about to cross the wall, a slender figure jumped down from the wall.

Stopped the three people from climbing over the wall.

"Bloodline!"

Looking at the blood light flashing in the dark night, Fasuo couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "It's going to be bad!"

When the girl walked out of the shadow, the three of them saw that it was a girl with a pretty face and smoky makeup.

Huh~

Exhaling lightly, Fasuo calmed his crazy beating heart: "Whose bloodline are you, why are you blocking my way?"

It was not a familiar face, and his courage instantly grew a little.

"Mr. Fasuo, please don't leave this place, my master has something to ask you!"

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and Fasuo's heart couldn't help but rise again.

Since he became a vampire and possessed extraordinary physical fitness, his courage has increased day by day. After having two blood descendants, he has a more heroic feeling. Even his father, whom he once admired, is not too important to him at this time, but there are still a few figures of fear in his heart.

Putting aside the blood god, the source of vampires, the two people he least wants to meet are Kyle and Harley!

As the two people transformed by the blood god himself, he can't help but bring himself into the identity of a lower person. Facing these two people, maybe they don't have a clear level of strength difference now, but he still dare not offend them!

And for his direct converter Kyle, he still hides a trace of fear in his heart.

This feeling has made him avoid meeting these two people all the time. In this situation, he instantly realized that he should be monitored.

"...Damn it!"

He couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, his face did not change, and his eyes looked at the girl calmly.

"Which Lord transformed you?"

"Lord Harley!"

"Oh no!"

Fasso couldn't help but wail in his heart. His idea that the girl was a third-generation descendant was 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. Faso, who understood, hurriedly whispered a compliment.

A moment later, with the fierce roar of the motorcycle coming to the street, Faso looked at the two slender figures striding over with a far-fetched look.

"Fasso, Lord Blood God has been asking me to keep an eye on you, as expected! Why didn't you obey His will? How dare you use the power given to you by Lord Blood God to do something that benefits yourself?"

Harley slowly hung the club on her waist by her side and stared at Faso, who was already bending over.

As if she noticed that Faso's attitude was good, her face eased a little.

"Sir! The owner of that bar has a grudge against me, but he is not a good person either. In fact, I have no intention of disobeying the ancestor!"

With some flattery in his words, Fasuo looked at the girl in front of him, but what greeted him was a sudden shadow of a stick and the girl's exaggerated smile.

Bang!

Roar...

The two descendants of Fasuo bared their fangs instantly, glaring at Harley who dared to hit their boss.

However, Fasuo instantly scolded: "This is the direct descendant of the ancestor, put away your fangs!"

"..."

The two faced each other instantly, silent, and even stepped aside directly. They realized why Fasuo did not dare to resist.

"Well, the attitude is okay, but..."

Bang bang bang!

Three sticks directly knocked Fasuo to the ground. Harley waved the hammer excitedly, and blood splattered a moment later. Not to mention Fasuo's descendants, even Harley's own descendants turned pale.

Until Faso couldn't stand up, Harley flicked her ponytail and took back the club with a satisfied look on her face.

"Fasso, don't do those sneaky things in the future~"

"Okay, okay!"

Fasso responded with a pale face. He was really a little scared by the girl in front of him. At this time, he was 100% sure that Harley, who was the blood of the two direct descendants of the Blood God, was mentally ill.

"By the way, Kyle seems to be doing something recently. Although Lord Blood God doesn't care, I don't like him. Can you convert a few more blood descendants to find him for me and see where he has been recently?"

"What? Lord Kyle?"

He asked in disbelief, but what greeted him was a heavy club.

After being attacked again, he hurriedly didn't dare to ask more.

"Lord Blood God never believed him, you know?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Fasso responded with a slight flash in his eyes.

"And the Assassin's League that dared to target our Judgment Council before, if you meet them, suck every drop of their blood!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the extremely obedient and sensible Faso, Harley showed a bored look on her face, as if she was regretting why Faso was so obedient.

This made Faso, who noticed her expression, shudder slightly, and secretly labeled Harley as someone who must not be provoked again.

The swaying figure, after Harley's call, the two girls quickly disappeared into the dark streets.

Until no sound could be heard, Faso stood up slowly with a pale face.

"My Lord..."

"I'm fine!"

"Be careful when you see that girl in the future. I believe you have also noticed that she... has some problems!"

Fasso stretched out his finger and pointed to his head.

The man and the woman nodded solemnly, with fear on their faces, and some ideas in their hearts were instantly shattered.

Huh~

With a light breath, feeling the extremely fast self-healing ability, Faso quickly walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened, looked at the two people who followed him closely behind, and the three of them exchanged glances and left in three directions.

They were going to judge the crimes. Yes, their main purpose today was actually to punish the criminals in the East District.

Even with Batman's long-term patrol, the city was still full of all kinds of evil and terrible crimes.

Faso's figure quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys, and soon he found his target tonight.

A black man in a suit and with a bald head got off a stretched Lincoln, followed by three bald men. Several of them quickly glanced at the surrounding blocks, and then gently knocked on a remote small door.

After more than ten seconds, the small door slowly opened, and then the three people quickly walked into the house.