The Protector

The Protector Chapter 33

The thud came as a bombshell to everyone when they saw Trey went down on his knees.

Beck was slacked jawed with surprise.

The same goes for Abigail, and everyone else in the room, who reacted with a blank expression on their faces.

…

The room had become so quiet that they could even hear a pin drop.

Levi lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. The smoke he blew out encircled Trey like a ghostly chain.

“I remember you…”

Levi said nonchalantly.

Trey gave a sad grin when he heard this. I’m done now, this would only spell disaster now that I’m in the bad books of Levi.

Unaware of Levi’s actual identity, Beck was still trying to stamp his authority, “How dare you puff your smoke at Trey? You must be sick of living!”

“Shut up!” Trey stood up and shoved Beck a few meters away with a kick. “Get down on your knees now, all of you!” he blasted at his men.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Dozens of Trey and Beck’s men fell to their knees, successively like a pack of dominoes.

Beck joined them and went down on his knees, even though he hardly had a clue of what was happening.

Everyone was in a guessing frenzy about Levi’s true identity.

authority that scared the hell out of a powerful thug like Trey and made him kneel before him like a

knew better than everyone that Trey and Beck were not somebody you would mess around with,

supreme dominance to make them go

it more profoundly

a complete 180. She no longer looked

her eyes, Levi now seemed to carry a halo of

the way he smoked

rest of the girls were equally charmed by Levi, whose machismo and charisma were acutely absent in

in such a situation fueled their admiration to

this would be the second

to the floor as he replied. He was too afraid to look into

was shaking uncontrollably and there was a large urine stain on

what should we do about it?” Levi puffed,

to punish us in

complete and utter despair at

of you will leave two fingers behind, that’s it.” Levi said in a desultory fashion, “There are

just young punks

Yes… Whatever

anticipated. He picked up the blade and chopped off

fainted at the swiftness and brutality of his action, as if they

the other thugs followed suit

indelible mark on the minds of Abigail,

would haunt them when they recall the horrifying screams that had seeped into their heads, insidiously like tea from a

“Let’s go!”

from the sofa after he had finished his cigarette and grabbed Abigail

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