The Protector

Iris frowned slightly as she uttered, “What’s wrong? Slow down and tell me what happened.”

The employee gabbled in panic, “Just now, a few of us were strolling around. All of a sudden, a group of people appeared and asked for money. We got into an altercation, and they started beating us up. Now, they have held some of our employees captive for ransom.”

All of them recalled the resort workers’ reminder — the locals were all two-fisted folks who liked to look for trouble.

However, none of them paid heed to the advice as they would never have expected something like this to happen on the island.

“Oh no! It must be Oliver Ross!” With a worried expression, one of the resort workers gibbered, “The bustle of the preparation work for the upcoming celebration must have caught his attention.”

“Who is this Oliver Ross?” Asked Levi.

the local tyrant of the underworld; the lake and dozens of the surrounding islands were all his territories. We pay him huge sums of money

off the island. But what’s wrong with him today? Why did

go and check it

to see six Morris Group employees being tied to the trees. They

of the group was a 6’2 feet tall, pot-bellied, menacing-looking man. His intimidating aura suggested that he was none other than

Iris, Zoey and other female employees,

could hardly control themselves as none of them had seen so many beautiful women in

the ones engaged by the Joneses to get

going on here?” Asked the resort manager, who

bellowed, “Just now, we caught them peeing into the

appeared out of nowhere and suddenly asked for protection money.