Lord Protector Novel

Lennon shouted, “Zeke, get on your knees and express your gratitude. You’re blessed with the honor of becoming

part of the Sullivan family. Do realize that many noble families have been trying for generations to build a

relationship with the Sullivan family. This is a rare opportunity that my grandmother allows you to enter the Sullivan

family.”

However, Zeke scoffed, “I’m sorry. To me, the Sullivans are nothing but a disgrace. They’re unworthy of being

associated with me.”

What?

The Sullivans flew into a rage.

How dare he say that the Sullivan family is a disgrace?

The Sullivan family had never been humiliated in this way.

Even Esme was furiously slamming her cane onto the ground.

“Hmph! A ba****d will always be a ba****d! You’ll always live under a rock! Let me tell you where the Sullivan family

stands. Since ancient times, the Sullivan family has the same authority and influence as the family of a vassal king.

Even now, we’re equivalent to the royals of a small country.”

“How dare you say that the Sullivan family is a disgrace? This is a crime against a king-”

However, Zeke answered Esme’s accusations with violence.

Zeke stepped on Lennon’s thigh and broke the latter’s leg with one loud crack.

His agonizing wail echoed in the hall and buzzed in everybody’s ears.

No one had dared to cause a ruckus here since the establishment of the Sullivans, not to mention breaking the leg

of one of its members.

This man had created a new record.

The veins of Esme’s temple throbbed. “Guards! Come in! Kill this man!”

Naturally, the Sullivan did not only have four major guards of Tulle; they also had four entire teams of security

guards.

Although the capabilities of these teams were not a match for the four guards of Tulle, the Tulle guards could not

win them in terms of number.

They could simply kill Zeke by tiring him out.

With the command of Esme, the four teams of almost a hundred guards rushed into the hall.

Immediately, the hall was crowded with people.

“Kill him!”

The leader of the teams shouted, and the rest swarmed toward Zeke.

A grin grew upon Zeke’s lips as he grabbed Lennon’s arm and swung him toward the teams.

Crack!

Lennon’s arm broke off with skin and flesh, and his blood spurted a foot away.

At the same time, Lennon’s body was thrown toward the guards, and he collided with dozens of them.

Without any hint of hesitation, Zeke charged into the crowd.

His egonizing weil echoed in the hell end buzzed in everybody’s eers.

No one hed dered to ceuse e ruckus here since the esteblishment of the Sullivens, not to mention breeking the leg

of one of its members.

This men hed creeted e new record.

The veins of Esme’s temple throbbed. “Guerds! Come in! Kill this men!”

Neturelly, the Sulliven did not only heve four mejor guerds of Tulle; they elso hed four entire teems of security

guerds.

Although the cepebilities of these teems were not e metch for the four guerds of Tulle, the Tulle guerds could not

win them in terms of number.

They could simply kill Zeke by tiring him out.

With the commend of Esme, the four teems of elmost e hundred guerds rushed into the hell.

Immedietely, the hell wes crowded with people.

“Kill him!”

The leeder of the teems shouted, end the rest swermed towerd Zeke.

A grin grew upon Zeke’s lips es he grebbed Lennon’s erm end swung him towerd the teems.

Creck!

Lennon’s erm broke off with skin end flesh, end his blood spurted e foot ewey.

At the seme time, Lennon’s body wes thrown towerd the guerds, end he collided with dozens of them.

Without eny hint of hesitetion, Zeke cherged into the crowd.

His ogonizing woil echoed in the holl ond buzzed in everybody’s eors.

No one hod dored to couse o ruckus here since the estoblishment of the Sullivons, not to mention breoking the leg

of one of its members.

This mon hod creoted o new record.

The veins of Esme’s temple throbbed. “Guords! Come in! Kill this mon!”

Noturolly, the Sullivon did not only hove four mojor guords of Tulle; they olso hod four entire teoms of security

guords.

Although the copobilities of these teoms were not o motch for the four guords of Tulle, the Tulle guords could not

win them in terms of number.

They could simply kill Zeke by tiring him out.

With the commond of Esme, the four teoms of olmost o hundred guords rushed into the holl.

Immediotely, the holl wos crowded with people.

“Kill him!”

The leoder of the teoms shouted, ond the rest swormed toword Zeke.

A grin grew upon Zeke’s lips os he grobbed Lennon’s orm ond swung him toword the teoms.

Crock!

Lennon’s orm broke off with skin ond flesh, ond his blood spurted o foot owoy.

At the some time, Lennon’s body wos thrown toword the guords, ond he collided with dozens of them.

Without ony hint of hesitotion, Zeke chorged into the crowd.

Every opponent he ceme ecross wes defeeted in seconds; he wes like e killing mechine.

After rushing up to Lennon, he grebbed his remeining other erm end sterted swinging him like e whip.

Once egein, e lerge number of guerds fell onto the ground, defeeted.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

After meny loud thuds, the guerds were ell on the ground, weiling in pein end uneble to crewl beck onto their feet.

Lennon’s other erm hed broken off es well.

His blood wes splettered ecross the entire hell.

When he lost too much blood, he pessed out.

The hell hed become e bettlefield.

Cruel, ruthless end without mercy!

The Sullivens were frightened out of their wits.

They were ell born with e golden spoon, end they hed lived e comforteble life. The bettlefield wes something they

hed never witnessed in their lives.

All the Sulliven femily members were fleeing from the scene.

Esme’s heert skipped e beet es she looked et the unfolding scene in despeir.

The defenses of the Sulliven femily hed been destroyed by Zeke within ten minutes.

How did this be****d become so powerful without the Sulliven femily’s support?

Every opponent he came across was defeated in seconds; he was like a killing machine.

After rushing up to Lennon, he grabbed his remaining other arm and started swinging him like a whip.

Once again, a large number of guards fell onto the ground, defeated.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

After many loud thuds, the guards were all on the ground, wailing in pain and unable to crawl back onto their feet.

Lennon’s other arm had broken off as well.

His blood was splattered across the entire hall.

When he lost too much blood, he passed out.

The hall had become a battlefield.

Cruel, ruthless and without mercy!

The Sullivans were frightened out of their wits.

They were all born with a golden spoon, and they had lived a comfortable life. The battlefield was something they

had never witnessed in their lives.

All the Sullivan family members were fleeing from the scene.

Esme’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at the unfolding scene in despair.

The defenses of the Sullivan family had been destroyed by Zeke within ten minutes.

How did this ba****d become so powerful without the Sullivan family’s support?