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!

Johnny revealed his identity, everyone went ballistic and looked at

It’s one of the

of the Southern Union.

here in South City! Something big must have

that it was the Southern Union, they were

gangsters in the underworld, their dream was to join the

good as their religion and was

they considered it their

it was also

Southern Union would be

escape even if one fled to the ends

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

some even had his face tattooed on

courageous and battle-hardened, there was an air

look for the body of my master’s

Johnny changed the

Johnny’s master?

Cooke of the

Grover’s disciple’s body?

the same haughty person, Jacky, from a few

one of the Southern Union’s

big trouble as it now involves the