The Protector Novel

“What do you want?” The moment the guard at the entrance asked, two lightning-fast slashes made quick work of him.

After that, Johnny and his men entered the club.

Inside, the club was as lively as usual.

Johnny went straight to the club’s DJ booth, turned down the music, and switched on all the lights.

Every corner of the club was illuminated as if it was broad daylight.

At that moment, the hundreds of patrons in the club stopped dancing and turned to stare at the DJ booth.

The atmosphere became boisterous as the club’s staff rushed towards the booth.

Picking up the mic, Johnny instructed, “Silence! I have something to say.”

Upon his orders, everyone kept quiet and gave him their attention.

“Let me introduce myself. I am Johnny Lawrence.”

“Huh? Johnny Lawrence? That name sounds familiar.”

“That’s right, where did I hear it before?”

Everyone in the club felt the name sounded familiar.

Johnny continued, “I am from the Southern Union and a subordinate of Grover Cooke.”

Boom!

everyone went ballistic and

one of the

really Johnny of the Southern

really here in South City! Something big must

everyone heard that it was the

underworld, their dream was to join

it was as good as their religion and was

considered it

was

offended the Southern Union would be hunted down

even if one fled to the ends of the

was an unbelievable sight that one of the legendary Four Kings of the Southern Union, Johnny,

fact, some even had his face tattooed

and battle-hardened, there was an air of invincibility

for the body of my

Johnny changed the topic,

Johnny’s master?

that Grover Cooke of the Southern

Grover’s disciple’s body?

the same haughty person, Jacky, from

actually one of

trouble as it now involves