Chapter 103 Vampires in the Central Area

"Lauren, hahaha, we meet again!"

The two burly men hugged each other tightly, but put aside the smiles on their faces.

Whether it was the younger brother following behind them or themselves, one hand was quietly put on the waist, where there was a bulge, which was obviously a gun hidden on the side.

Nothing unusual happened, and the two slowly separated.

"How is it? Has the goods arrived?"

Lauren stared at the man in front of him and smiled cheerfully.

The dim room, with sundries placed everywhere, made it look messy. There were only neatly arranged tables and two chairs standing on the side.

The man slowly came to the table and patted the only black box on it.

At his eye signal, the man standing in the room came to the table and carefully opened the box. The bald man walked up and casually took out a bag of white powder from it.

Tear it open directly, gently tap it with his fingers, and sniff it fiercely at the tip of his nose.

His face showed a hint of intoxication.

"Yes, this batch of goods is fine!"

The bald man turned his head to look at the two men behind him, and then directly closed the open suitcase on the table.

When their suitcases were placed on the table, another group of people couldn't wait to open them.

Green US dollars came into view, and both sides smiled at each other, seeming to be very satisfied with the result.

"The garbage from the Mask Painting Society has disappeared, should we expand our future transactions?"

The bald man couldn't help but chuckle.

"Oh! It's absolutely no problem. If it weren't for those damn guys who monopolized the supply, how could we have lived so hard during this period? To be honest, I would like to thank Batman! Haha..."

"Indeed! It's also thanks to the crazy people in the Mask Society. It's good to make money by selling drugs, but they still think about killing and robbing every day. A group of self-righteous guys deserve to be caught by Batman!"

"Haha..."

The two couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe"

At the door, an inexplicable laugh came at the same time, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the house.

Lauren's eyes condensed, and he subconsciously took out his pistol. At the same time, another group of people also took out their pistols and pointed them directly at the man standing at the door.

"Who are you?"

Lauren looked at the man with a somewhat surprised look.

The clothes of the visitor seemed to show that he was not an ordinary citizen of Gotham, but his clothes were messy, as if he had just experienced a fight.

Look at his slightly lowered head again.

His eyes condensed slightly.

"I..."

Bang!

With a gunshot, the sound of gunfire came one after another.

"Fuck!"

Fasso, who staggered and was shot, couldn't help but curse inwardly. He didn't expect that this group of people didn't play by the rules at all, but he didn't plan to play by the rules.

The grenade that had been prepared and pulled the hydrant was thrown directly. After being hit by two more bullets, he quickly rushed out of the door and closed the door directly, while resisting.

As the grenade fell to the ground.

Lauren's eyes were red with anger.

"Fuck!"

Everyone stared at the spherical object that fell to the ground. The next moment, the two men who were closer to the door quickly ran to the door and tried to open it. However, they couldn't push the door open after several attempts. Even hitting it hard didn't help. It seemed that someone was blocking the door.

Under the desperate eyes of everyone, the grenade suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and in an instant, countless shrapnel filled the room.

"Ah..."

The screams came one after another, accompanied by a slightly low groan, and the whole room was filled with blood.

Some people lay on the ground and wailed, and some people didn't even struggle at all.

The already narrow room instantly amplified the power of the fragmentation grenade.

Gently pressing his fingers into the wound on his chest that was pierced by bullets, he dug two bullets out of his flesh and blood. The corners of Faso's mouth twitched slightly. Seeing the wound heal, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although these bullets would not kill him, and might not even cause him serious harm, this kind of pain was unavoidable.

While cleaning the wound, while listening to the low groan in the room, Faso adjusted his collar, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He wanted a good meal.

Gently opening the door, smoke and dust rushed in his face. Looking at the messy scene in the room, the blood flowing on the ground was extremely dazzling, and the scarlet in Faso's eyes flashed.

Bang bang bang bang!

Three blood flowers appeared on his chest in an instant, and one of the bullets even rubbed his scalp and flew past.

Faso, who was injured instantly, did not retreat, but moved quickly to the man who was shooting from under the table that fell to one side.

Bang!

The heavy table and chair were overturned in an instant, and crashed into the corner of the wall at one side. Faso slapped the pistol in the man's hand away, grabbed the man's wrist directly, and exerted force instantly.

Crack!

"Ahhh..."

The man screamed violently, but before he could struggle, Faso suddenly opened his bloody mouth and bit his neck fiercely.

Gurgle...

Blood flowed into Faso's body through his throat, and the bullets that had originally shot into his body were expelled from his wounds by an inexplicable force, and the wounds healed rapidly.

Faso kicked the lifeless man against the wall with some resentment.

Plop!

The sound of someone falling rang in his ears, and Faso suddenly turned around. The bald man who had just fallen to the ground and groaned in pain actually rushed towards his car with a swift step.

Damn it!

Faso was suddenly shocked and was about to chase him. However, when he arrived at the door, the bald man had already climbed into the driver's seat, and with the roar of the car, the man drove the car away.

"This guy..."

Unexpectedly, he accidentally let one run away. Fasuo stopped in anger. He was not stupid enough to chase a sports car on foot. He turned his head to look at the struggling figure in the house, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

About half a quarter of an hour...

Accompanied by the whistling of the cold wind in the night, two figures jumped straight from the eaves of a three-story building. They were the two blood descendants who had just separated from Fasuo.

"Sir?"

Looking at his two blood descendants, Fasuo said in a deep voice: "Just now a guy ran to the West Street. He is a bald black man. He is from the Qiao Gang. You catch him for me!"

"Yes!"

The two looked at each other, and then quickly rushed in the direction indicated by Fasuo.

Although their speed has not reached the level of afterimage, it is also extraordinary. Under the cover of the night, they quickly disappeared in the distant street.

"Ah..."

A slightly painful moan echoed in the house.