The Protector

“Mr. Quentin, the underground in North Hampton has been strangely quiet recently. I couldn’t even find an assassin…” Lil Lacey pouted.

Quentin snorted and replied, “That’s because the God of War, Liam Macy, and the King of North Hampton, Jack Smith, have been taken out. Someone cleaned up the underworld, so that’s why nobody took up your contract.”

A worried look crossed her face, “Then are you sure you’ll be okay?”

“Hmph! The North Hampton rules can’t stop me. As long as I kill off the man and immediately return to South City, nobody can do anything to me!” Quentin said confidently.

In the past few years, a lot of rich people hired him to assassinate someone or another. It did not matter if it was within the nation or out; he had never once been caught after killing someone.

This time was no different to him, and he did not think much of his target.

With that, he pinned Lil Lacey beneath him…

One hour later, he got up to put on his clothes.

“Give me his photo. I’ll leave after I’m done with him,” he ordered.

Lil Lacey hastily handed a photo of Levi over to him.

Accepting it, he scrutinized the photo closely, memorizing the man’s features.

Amelia piped up, “The money has already

for my good news; this shouldn’t

over his

coldly. “Levi Garrison, you dare to ruin us? Well, you can go to hell! This day next year would

had brought four

pin it to the table, he commanded, “Find

the other side of

eating BBQ with Benny and Percy at the aptly named BBQ

carefree personality, it was no surprise that Percy got along with Ben

and everything under the sun, taking hearty

sold food, the appearance of Quentin and his men

they gave

the corner, spying on the

to report, “Mr. Quentin,

“Okay. Everyone,

subordinates queried, “What about the

Quentin’s eyes. Right now, Levi was nothing but another dead body in his

“Three!”