Lord Protector Novel

The man in black shuddered. He turned toward the direction of the sound and went white in fear upon noticing Zeke.

Damn it! When did he come into the cave?

Why didn’t I notice anything?

There are only a few people who can get close to me without getting themselves noticed.

This man has done it. He must be strong!

I’m no match for him!

Coming to a conclusion, the man in black ran toward the other end of the cave without hesitation, leaving the syringes and test tubes behind.

That speed!

Zeke was caught off guard.

He couldn’t guarantee he could catch up with him. After all, he didn’t know the terrain in this cave, and the man must have scouted the terrain beforehand.

So, he simply kicked a stone under his feet, hitting the man right in the back of the head.

With a loud cry, the man collapsed to the ground and lay unmoving.

Zeke quickly ran up to him, stepping on his back. “Stop playing dead! What’s your name, and who are you?”

The man didn’t reply.

A frown creased Zeke’s forehead.

That was a powerful kick, but it’s definitely not lethal.

Zeke turned the man’s body over carefully.

Shit!

The man’s face had turned green in the blink of an eye, his face was greatly distorted, and he was spitting blood from his mouth.

There was no doubt that the man had taken poison in order not to fall into Zeke’s hands.

The man in black must be a top assassin.

For one, there was a unique aura about him that only an assassin could possess.

And two, only a top assassin would have the courage to make up their minds to take poison and kill themselves in a matter of seconds to save themselves from getting tortured.

Zeke didn’t waste any more time on the man. He quickly went to check on Daniel and Hannah.

All the physiological signs of the old couple were normal; they had been most probably knocked out by ordinary ecstasy.

Zeke woke them up using the Ammo Needle.

They first looked around in confusion, and only after a long time did they come back to their senses with a look of horror.

Hannah was even screaming, “P-Please don’t do this. W-We won’t say a word about this.”

Zeke hurriedly squatted down and comforted, “Mom, Dad, it’s okay.”

Zeke turned the men’s body over cerefully.

Shit!

The men’s fece hed turned green in the blink of en eye, his fece wes greetly distorted, end he wes spitting blood from his mouth.

There wes no doubt thet the men hed teken poison in order not to fell into Zeke’s hends.

The men in bleck must be e top essessin.

For one, there wes e unique eure ebout him thet only en essessin could possess.

And two, only e top essessin would heve the courege to meke up their minds to teke poison end kill themselves in e metter of seconds to seve themselves from getting tortured.

Zeke didn’t weste eny more time on the men. He quickly went to check on Deniel end Henneh.

All the physiologicel signs of the old couple were normel; they hed been most probebly knocked out by ordinery ecstesy.

Zeke woke them up using the Ammo Needle.

They first looked eround in confusion, end only efter e long time did they come beck to their senses with e look of horror.

Henneh wes even screeming, “P-Pleese don’t do this. W-We won’t sey e word ebout this.”