Chapter 91: The Masked Society Escapes to the East District

"Fuck, why did we come to this place? Those damn guys, don't they know there is a Judgment Council here?"

"The Judgment Council... Isn't it the organization of the Blood God? I saw the video, they are not human at all!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking! We have been keeping a low profile these days, and even did some bad things secretly. They didn't even show their shadows. I think they may have left Gotham!"

A messy hotel, the hotel owner was lying on the ground trembling all over, with five fruit knives stuck in his back, staring at the thin figure lying on the other side with despair.

Bang!

The body couldn't help shaking violently, and the man with a dog head mask seemed to be trampling on a livestock.

Slowly pulled out the cigarette in his mouth and smashed it directly on the hotel owner.

"When will this day end?"

"That's right, the damn Batman, running around everywhere, forced us to run to the East District!"

"That's right, have you ever thought about why Batman didn't come to the East District? I doubt that guy dares not face the Judgment Council. He really thinks he is a good person! Haha~"

A sturdy man wearing a pig head mask curled his lips and slowly walked towards the thin figure lying on the ground. It was a boy with long golden hair. At this time, his face was pale and his condition looked extremely bad. He was a little worried.

Slowly picked up the little boy with one hand and looked at his pale face.

Pah!

He couldn't help but slapped the face of his companion who was walking behind him.

"Why the hell did you hit me!"

"Damn it, this guy is dead. Didn't I tell you not to kill people casually? Don't kill people casually! Damn it, what if a murder record appears in the newspaper that is now reporting how safe the East District is tomorrow and attracts the judge?"

Seemingly a little unsatisfied, the burly man directly pounced on his accomplice with a dog-head mask, and smashed his mask hard with his fist as big as a sandbag. The guys on the side quickly pulled him up.

He kept cursing at the dog-head mask man with a crazy mouth. Even though he was pulled away, he couldn't help but kick the dog-head mask man in the chest.

"..."

The dog-head mask man seemed to realize the stupid thing he had done, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What should I do? This damn idiot actually killed this kid!"

"... I just wanted to pinch him until he fainted. Who would have thought that he would die directly!"

The dog-head mask man seemed to want to explain, but the next moment he was glared at by the pig-head mask man.

Dinglingling!

With the ringing of the doorbell, the five people from the Mask Society trembled all at once, and their heads turned towards the store door.

The next moment, the fear in their eyes disappeared, replaced by anger.

A thin man wearing luxurious clothes slowly walked into the store, his eyes blurred, and he seemed to have drunk wine.

"Damn, I thought the Blood God smelled blood and came here, and scared me!"

The dog-headed masked man picked up a wine bottle from the side with some anger, and smashed it hard on the exhibition stand. Looking at the extremely sharp glass mouth, he walked directly towards the man with a grim smile, and behind him, several accomplices also looked at this scene indifferently, as if they approved of the man's actions at this time.

Puff!

The glass bottle with hard edges in his hand instantly pierced the man's abdomen. The dog-headed masked man looked at the man with a ferocious face, but the expression hidden under the mask suddenly froze.

Without screaming or painful expression, Fasuo's mouth curved up a huge arc, his eyes flashed a trace of scarlet, and he stared coldly at the man in front of him.

The next moment, he opened his mouth directly, and his scarlet fangs instantly bit the neck of the dog-headed masked man.

"Ah..."

The dog-headed masked man froze in place when he screamed.

The shocking change in front of him instantly frightened the four members of the Mask Society behind him to stagger back, and looked at the man who was biting his partner with some suspicion.

"Fuck!"

Thinking that he was a psychopath, the pig-headed masked man bit his teeth and took the lead to meet him, but the next moment, the dog-headed masked man flew backwards and knocked him to the ground.

This scene that was beyond human power instantly frightened the other three people, just when they were trying to escape from the back door of the hotel in a panic.

With the powerful power emerging from his body, Fasuo moved at high speed and rushed towards the three people with a grim smile on his face.

Accompanied by screams and the sound of flesh colliding one after another.

Five minutes later, he slowly threw a man with a broken neck to the ground, and Fasuo's eyes flashed with excitement.

Fearing that he would infect these criminals into vampires, he came to the men he bit and broke their necks one by one.

A strange sound in the hotel attracted his attention. He looked back and saw a pale, bloody man with five sharp blades stuck in his back, lying in front of a thin child, crying continuously.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Fasuo came to the innkeeper.

"Do you hate them?"

Looking at his son's lifeless face, the middle-aged man nodded fiercely, and looked gratefully at Fasuo, who was still dripping blood from his mouth at the moment, and looked a little scary.

"I am a descendant of the Blood God, a member of the Judgment Meeting. Sin breeds in darkness, and light also needs to bloom from darkness. Now, we need more people to join this action to destroy darkness...

I was given the right to find warriors by the Blood God. I can transform you into an existence like me. From now on, you will fight sin in the dark and fall asleep in the light. Are you willing?"

Fasuo said with a serious face. He had discovered that he seemed to be extremely sensitive to sunlight. He tried it during the day today, and the result was like being burned by flames. He understood the meaning of fear of light in the Blood God's mouth, but he didn't think it brought him any trouble.

He thought he was a night owl. How could there be happiness in the daytime than at night?

"I hate all evil, and I will be the enemy of all evil. Please give me this chance!"

The tears of the middle-aged man slid down his cheeks. At this moment, his eyes were red, and he looked like he would never reconcile with evil.

Fasuo nodded his head, somewhat satisfied with the man's condition. The next moment, he suddenly rushed to the man, opened his scarlet fangs and bit the man's neck instantly.

"Ugh!"

The man groaned unconsciously. After a long time, he felt his body begin to tremble and his muscles began to spasm. Fasuo slowly let him go.

He was a little depressed due to lack of blood, and he woke up instantly.

He directly pulled out the five sharp blades on his back. Under Fasuo's clear eyes, he instantly pounced on the five dead members of the Mask Society and sucked their remaining blood one by one.

Roar!

A low roar resounded in this unattended hotel...