Lord Protector Novel

“Either you abandon Three-handed now and surrender yourselves to be jailed for around five years, or you stay and be buried with the man.”

“We're now in a society ruled by law, and you expect us to believe that you're okay with killing somebody?” scoffed the men before turning to their boss. “Don't worry, Mr. Three. We're blood brothers, and we always will be. No matter what, we'll never abandon you!”

I respect that. Three-handed was touched once again after hearing what his men had to say.

“What impressive loyalty! Let's see just how strong the bonds between you are,” mocked Harry before training the weapon in his hand on one of the thugs.

However, instead of shaking in his boots, the hooligan showed no fear. “Death doesn't scare me at all. You're a dead man if you kill me. And in case you're wondering, I'd gladly give my life if it means that I get to take a cop with me to hell!”

“We'll see about that,” responded Harry with a smile before proceeding to pull the trigger.

Bang!

After the deafening noise, the thug fell to the ground. Then, blood began to spill out of his skull and form a crimson pool.

The other thugs widened their eyes in shock when they realized what had just transpired. Murder! Harry just murdered someone! Oh, my goodness! Has he gone mad? He just shot somebody in the forehead in the middle of the day!

Three-handed and his men were so taken aback by Harry's action that their jaws dropped straight to the floor.

On the other hand, Harry did not seem affected by what he had done at all, for he knew the person he had killed was involved in a murder case.

He could not do anything about the murderer before because the killer was well protected. Finally, justice is served. This man got what he deserved. And I don't have to worry about committing a crime; I have the griffin badge. This man refused to cooperate with the Great Marshal when he refused to work with me. That alone is enough reason for me to kill him.

Harry then turned to smirk deviously at the other thugs. “I'm impressed. You guys really do stick together until the very end. Don't worry. I'll bury all of you together after I kill you. Heck, I'll even build you a memorial! What do you think I should engrave on it? How about 'blood brothers'?”

At that moment, all the thugs wondered if they had just met the devil himself. He just killed a man, yet he could still joke about it as if it did not bother him at all. Is taking a life as natural as breathing to this guy?

Terrified, the thugs immediately begged for mercy. “We're sorry, Mr. Hudson. Please forgive us! We're ready to surrender ourselves to the police. Please just give us a chance to do so!”

“Kneel,” commanded Harry.

Thud!

The hooligans dropped to their knees without a second thought and continued to ask for forgiveness.

Pleased with the men's apologetic attitude, Harry ordered once again, “Now go surrender to the police! If I find you going back on your word, you won't find me so merciful again.”