The Protector

“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!

revealed his identity, everyone went

God! It’s one of the

really Johnny of the Southern

South City! Something

club was in an uproar. When everyone heard that it was the Southern Union, they were filled

dream was to join the legendary

was as good as their religion and was an achievement that would

short, they considered it their

same time, it was also

who offended the Southern Union would be hunted down and

would be no escape even if one fled to the ends

the legendary Four Kings of the Southern Union, Johnny, was standing before them

his face tattooed on

there was an air

to look for the body of my master’s disciple, Jacky

moment Johnny changed the topic, everyone was

Johnny’s master?

Cooke

Grover’s disciple’s body?

of the same haughty person, Jacky, from a few

of the Southern

trouble as it