Chapter 59 Afterwards
"Harley!"

The middle-aged man rushed to the store at a high speed. He was limping at this time, but he was in high spirits. He rushed into the store in a panic and helped up his daughter who had fallen to the ground.

"Dad!" (The life story of Harley Quinn's father has not been found, please automatically substitute it here!)
Harley Quinn couldn't help but hug her father. They never thought that they would be saved at such a desperate moment.

"Thank you Blood God, thank you Trial Council!"

Romquin looked around his daughter in panic and noticed that apart from her messy clothes, she didn't seem to have suffered any accidental injuries. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Lord Blood God!"

She couldn't help but kowtowed fiercely towards the dark street outside. The girl stared blankly at the shop where blood was splattered everywhere, but there was no fear in her eyes. She slowly stretched out her white jade-like hand and gently wiped the blood on the ground that she had been paying attention to for a long time on her hand. The girl couldn't help but lick it gently. A strange taste slowly rippled in her heart, and a touch of scarlet color flashed in her eyes.

The father began to organize his goods, completely unaware of the strange expression on his daughter's face behind him.

In about a quarter of an hour, a series of black shadows quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys and came to an abandoned industrial building.

In front of the man with a long sword on his back, a man in black was kneeling.

Bang bang bang!
The kick was so fast that it sent the man flying away. As the bricks and stones shattered, the man in black allowed himself to be embedded in the wall. Apart from a groan of pain, he did not show any intention of making excuses.

"You are so scared that you dare not face the enemy just because of the momentum?"

The man with two swords on his back shouted coldly, blood spitting from his mouth and his face was dejected.

Just as the man was about to step forward and kill the man, the slim woman in black grabbed his shoulders.

"The organization needs people right now!"

The woman's cold voice echoed in the empty hall. All the men in black around her lowered their heads and said nothing.

Putting the sword back into the scabbard, the man snorted coldly, then turned around and no longer looked at the waste that made him feel upset.

The man with a weak breath knelt in front of the man with two swords.

"My lord, that guy is definitely not a fake Judge. His strength is far greater than the guy we dealt with before. He can even resist bullets head-on. And the aura I feel from him doesn't seem to be human!"

The man spoke very quickly, with a hint of doubt on his face.

"Block the bullets head-on?"

The man with two swords on his back looked at his men beside him. At his signal, the man in black raised his gun and fired at the man.

There was a flash of knife light, and a huge sound of metal collision was heard. Under the admiring gaze of all the men in black, the man actually used the knife to cut the bullet off the sword.

"As expected of you!"

The woman in black couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her eyes flicking to the ground, and the flattened shell casing came into view under the dim light.

Cutting down a bullet with a knife is not something a human can do. (Except for Xiao Jianjian!)
At this time, the man in black who was kneeling on the ground could not help but say, "Will the Judge completely hide because of our attack? We should have left him there last time!"

"The Judge? Are you sure that the guy you besieged last time was him?"

The man with two swords on his back could not help but shout coldly, and the woman in black beside him also turned her head away. It seemed that they both knew some other information.

Time goes back to that night. The man holding the sample handed the thermos-shaped carrier to the doctor in white robes. Under his strange gaze, the blood clot stained with red blood was placed on the carrier.

"This... even the color is different, how can it be the same blood?... However, this drop of blood seems to be unusual!"

The doctor looked doubtful, his eyes fixed on the blood sample under the microscope with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It doesn't look like that guy!"

The man with two swords on his back had an unsightly look on his face. When he first got the blood sample, he had some doubts, but he still took it for verification.

"Of course not! This drop of blood seems even more magical!"

The doctor's tone was mixed with a hint of madness, as if he had noticed some strange phenomenon in the blood, and he seemed extremely excited.

Under the watchful eyes of the men in black, they slowly separated the drop of blood from the snow water, then took out a new syringe to suck the blood in, and finally injected it into a normal white mouse.

The next moment, under the shocked gazes of everyone, the little white mouse let out a sharp hiss. The sound made by its tiny body even echoed throughout the entire underground factory. Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the figure of the white mouse turned into a series of afterimages, madly impacting the transparent glass cage.

After great efforts, the doctor, with the help of the man in black, was able to control the little mouse that had undergone some kind of mutation. Looking at the sharp crocodile-like fangs that were revealed, the doctor's face was filled with amazement.

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful, how can there be such a magical thing?"

Under the gaze of the men in black, the doctor cleared his throat and excitedly recounted his discovery: "It is also a mouse approaching old age. This mouse injected with red blood has not only seen its organs rejuvenate, but it also seems to be transforming into some kind of extraordinary creature!"

"I may need to observe for a while for some other specific changes, but there is no doubt that this drop of blood is more valuable!"

The doctor stared closely at the crazy mouse that was now trapped in the narrow glass tube, and spoke in an admiring tone, with a hint of a different color flashing in his eyes.

……

Gusts of cold wind blew past the unfinished building, and the clothes of the group of men in black were rustling violently. The man with two swords on his back slowly came to the edge of the building, looking deeply at the Gotan that was now plunged into darkness.

"It looks like we need some help from local forces!"

He slowly turned his head to look at the woman beside him, and their eyes intertwined.

At this moment, in a deserted street, Lin Jue's body shrank. When he returned to his normal body shape, he couldn't help but twist his neck. Along with the crisp sound of bones, he couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

He looked far away at an abandoned building not far outside the street. With his extraordinary vision, he could clearly see the outlines of bodies hidden in the darkness.

There are still so many people?

Slowly lifting up the blood-red robe, and looking at the body that had healed without a single wound, Lin Jue couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.

Of course, he took those bullets not to show off, but to show the power of his new identity!
This was Lin Jue's plan. Since the last time, he was deeply aware that his identity as a judge alone could not completely deter the evil forces hidden in the darkness.

So he decided to take a different approach and put forward a mysterious and powerful organization, which is the Council of Trial.

You have to know that he is familiar with the DC universe and knows that even someone as strong as the almost invincible Superman had to suffer defeat due to Batman's operations, so he is no exception. Although this universe may be somewhat different from the one he is familiar with, Lin Jue knows that this world is far more mysterious than he imagined.

(End of this chapter)