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!

went ballistic and looked at him

of the Four Kings

the Southern Union. This is

is really here in South City! Something big must have

everyone heard that it was the Southern Union, they were

gangsters in the underworld, their dream was to join

and was an

short, they considered it

it was also the most

Southern Union would

one fled to the ends of the

of the legendary Four Kings of the Southern

some even had his face tattooed

Johnny was courageous and battle-hardened, there was

the body of my master’s

the

Johnny’s master?

that Grover Cooke of the Southern

Grover’s disciple’s body?

the same haughty person, Jacky,

actually one of the

trouble as it now involves