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!

everyone went ballistic and looked at him in

God! It’s one of the Four

of the Southern Union. This

is really here in South City!

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

dream

them, it was as good as their religion and was an achievement that would bring honor

short, they considered it their

time, it was also the most frightening of

offended the Southern Union would be hunted down and

be no escape even if one fled

it was an unbelievable sight that one of the legendary Four Kings of the Southern Union, Johnny, was standing before them as many of them

fact, some even had his

there was an air of

I’m here to look for the body of

moment Johnny changed the topic, everyone

Johnny’s master?

Grover Cooke of

Grover’s disciple’s body?

haughty person, Jacky, from

one of the Southern

trouble as it now involves the Southern