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.

him, Amelia piped up, “The money has already been transferred. Please check your

my good news; this shouldn’t

his shoulder, Quentin

two women exchanged gleeful expressions, their eyes shining coldly. “Levi Garrison, you dare to ruin us? Well, you can go

actually come alone. He had brought four men with

dagger through Levi’s photo to pin it to the table, he commanded,

other side

BBQ with Benny and

no surprise that

happily about anything and everything under the sun, taking hearty gulps

of Quentin and his men did not attract too

menacing aura they gave off had passers-by subconsciously backing

spying on the three men drinking and

the men Quentin had sent out came back to report, “Mr.

Everyone, wait for my

queried, “What about the

now, Levi was nothing but another dead

“Three!”