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

the

the Southern Union. This is

here in South City! Something big must

When everyone heard that it was the Southern Union, they were

gangsters in the underworld, their dream was to join the legendary

their religion and was an achievement that would

short, they considered it their Holy

the same time, it was

offended the Southern Union would be hunted down

be no escape even if one fled

legendary Four Kings of the

even had his face tattooed on

battle-hardened, there was an air of invincibility

the body of my master’s disciple, Jacky

Johnny changed the topic,

Johnny’s master?

that Grover Cooke

Grover’s disciple’s body?

same haughty person, Jacky, from

one of the Southern Union’s

it now involves the