The Protector

Crack!

Another man came forward and smashed another wine bottle on Kyle’s head.

Blood splattered everywhere, and there were glass shards strewn across the floor.

Being cruelly attacked on the same spot, Kyle became disoriented.

He furiously turned and demanded, “Who the hell hit me?”

“It’s me,” the man behind him replied coldly.

“M-Mr. Goel?”

Just as he was about to explode, Kyle saw a familiar face that made him cower in fear.

Isn’t he Jaron, the head of Prince Gang?

“Mr. Hunt? Mr. Quinn?…” Kyle proceeded to call out the people present.

people from the Prince Gang

belonged to either quasi-royal clans

were here?” Kyle stuttered in

was also from a wealthy family, he could not outrank

away to

he met

wrong? Can’t we be here?” Jackson

not! You can!” Kyle hurriedly

felt so numb that he no longer felt the

Gang would approach him, much less bother to smash a bottle on his

trying

is the bastard child from the Jones family, Levi. He had the guts to

he pointed

step forward and knelt in front of Levi. In unison, they called out in unison,

from the Prince Gang, even those unknown, greeted Levi as

The situation was alarming.

and Kyle