American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

The bright sunshine shone on his cheeks, making Lin Jue feel warm both physically and mentally.

Looking at Emily who was talking to Dam, a smile appeared on his lips. He liked this feeling. With a thought in his mind, Lin Jue couldn't wait to bring up his personal panel.

Lin Jue

Dimension Points: 310

Natal Talent: Dimension Deprivation

Abilities: Immortality, body of the ancestor (remnant of the archangel), blood god (not a concept).

His eyes paused slightly on the Blood God.

A stream of detailed information about this ability flowed into his mind.

Blood God: The origin of the vampire family in the Marvel Universe. He has super speed, unparalleled strength, and incredible self-healing ability. He can resist all natural diseases, can transform into any form, and can transform into the blood god form. Infect other creatures and turn them into vampires!

"Marvel Universe? Transform into a vampire?"

Sensing the information in his mind, Lin Jue's eyes flickered slightly.

…

On the eastern outskirts of Gotham, in a seemingly abandoned factory, black cars slowly drove in.

As the car drove into the factory, the originally dim light became brighter and brighter, and the rusty walls turned into brand-new rigid walls that exuded a silver luster.

Inside the factory, in a room entirely dominated by white, a man in a white coat with gold eye sockets looked crazy, constantly shuttling between various instruments.

Outside the laboratory, as the car door opened, several people in black windbreakers hurriedly came to him.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

A rich voice came slowly, and a tall man with a strong sense of oppression stared at the white-robed doctor in front of him who was obsessed with experiments.

"Incredible! Incredible! Where did you get this liquid from?"

The doctor suddenly turned his head. At this moment, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, as if he was suffering from pink eye disease, and the whites of his eyes were almost invisible. Anyone with this kind of mental outlook would be shocked by it.

But behind him, the faces of the people dressed in black showed no signs of movement. The burly man at the head just stared at him, waiting for his reply.

Looking at the stern faces of the people in front of him, the doctor was not persistent. He quickly came to the instrument and took out a cage from a closed iron box.

There is a mouse with white hair in the cage. It keeps making squeaking sounds and jumping back and forth from time to time, looking very energetic!

"It has been completely confirmed that the liquid you sent contains some special substance that can rejuvenate living bodies. It is obviously an old mouse, but it quickly regained its vitality after absorbing a little bit. After such a long time, Observation of time has confirmed that he has completely recovered to his most youthful and vigorous stage!”

Excitement flashed across the man's face. Nothing could shock him more than immortality, not even extraordinary ones.

"Can this blood be reused?"

"Blood? What kind of creature's blood is this?"

The man with a flexible mind and extremely quick reaction noticed a certain key point in an instant, but the man in black did not continue to speak, but just stared at him, and a faint pressure enveloped the man.

Putting his hands on his head, the man in white robe made a gesture of surrender and said helplessly: "This thing has no side effects at all, and no drug resistance has been seen yet. In theory, if you keep taking it, you can stay young! "

"very good!"

After getting the information he wanted, the man didn't even wait for the doctor to say anything else, and left with a group of men in black.

"This guy!"

The doctor's helpless words came from the empty venue.

After walking out of the factory, the burly man answered the phone and conveyed all the information he had just received. This time the information was confirmed and their plan would officially start.

The man slowly hung up the phone and looked deeply into the darkness. People dressed in black appeared in front of him one after another.

There were nearly 20 of them, and they all exuded a faint wave of energy.

"Boss, it seems that the organization is going to take serious action this time?" The faint words rang in my ears, and a slender man in black stood in front of the burly man.

"Judge? That guy seems to be in conflict with the Masked Club! A few days ago, the Grayson family stopped my action!"

Behind the burly man, a person in black said lightly. She had an extremely slim figure and was incompatible with the muscular people in black around her.

The burly man was silent, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Everyone is mobilized for this operation!"

"..."

The people in black standing around looked at each other, obviously not expecting such a result.

As their figures disappeared into the darkness, a man with a sniper rifle slowly lowered his binoculars in a tall building far away outside the factory.

"Good guy! When did we get so many dangerous guys in Gotham?"

"how?"

Behind him, leaning against the wall pillar, was a man with his hands on his chest, a cigarette in his mouth, puffing away smoke.

"Don't act like it's none of your business. There are so many people from that organization. Something must have caught their attention. Things next door haven't been sorted out. Now they all flock to our Gotham. The bosses really have the foresight to let us Keep an eye on that guy!"

"I would like to have a try with them to see if they are really as unfathomable as the rumors say!"

"Ha, you are so awesome, don't call me by my name during the fight, I still want to live a little longer!"

The man curled his lips and went straight downstairs, not paying attention to his partner who was still fussing about his awesomeness. His goal and mission had been completed. He had to go home and sleep, and he had to go to work tomorrow!

After taking a deep puff, he dropped the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out. The man came to the window and jumped down. With a heavy landing sound, he quickly ran towards the woods on the outskirts of Gotham.

At this time, the person who had just walked downstairs looked helpless. Looking at his companion's leaving figure, he was a little envious and a little gloating!

The bright moonlight reflected in the woods, and the man's figure shuttled through the woods. His speed was extremely fast, and every step he took left a deep footprint. He ran for more than a quarter of an hour, and the trees were sparse. , he stopped.

In front of me were brightly lit streets and alleys. After walking for a while, I passed through two streets and alleys. I stopped in front of a bar with a faint light and gently opened the door of the bar.

Huge noises rang out from the bar, mostly hearty laughter and the clinking of wine glasses.

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