Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2102

Shortly after they left, Stella and Thalia dashed out.

As they managed to escape unscathed, Elliot heaved a sigh of relief. “I'm glad you're all right. Did you flee from the fire?”

The girls nodded.

Elliot demanded, “Who was the one who saved you?”

In a teasing tone, they answered, “It was the Great Marshal!”

Hearing that, Elliot burst out laughing. “Oh, young people like you are really positive, huh? You have just escaped death by a hair's breadth, but you're already cracking jokes. Come on. I'll give you a ride to the hospital.”

Any ordinary being would assume that both Stella and Thalia were joking.

The mighty Great Marshal was a busy man, occupied with national affairs. There was no way he'd come all the way here to save two ordinary young women.

Meanwhile, Zeke, Tyler, Killer Wolf, Nameless, and the rest marched toward the fire brigade, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

Something told them that the fire brigade hadn't shown up thanks to the Kush Clan.

Elliot was right, for it would only take the fire brigade five minutes to depart from the fire station and arrive at the Linton Group's branch.

However, the fire truck remained at the entrance of the station.

The driver, a young man, was honking relentlessly. Alas, no one paid any heed to him.

The other firefighters were doing their own stuff in a relaxed manner.

Some were playing with their phone; some were washing their clothes; some were eating leisurely. It seemed that they didn't hear the ringing alarm.

Killer Wolf swung his arm and unleashed his sword. “Zeke, I'd like to wipe these useless b*stards out!”

However, Zeke shook his head. “Don't be rash.”

Killer Wolf couldn't understand his decision. “Zeke, what are you waiting for?”

Glancing at the driver of the fire truck, Zeke answered, “Some of them might be innocent.”

The driver, Teddy, was yelling, “Hey, hurry up! The fire is about to get out of control. If we get there late, it might spread to the other buildings surrounding Linton Group!”

The others remained unfazed. “Teddy, calm down. No matter how big the fire is, it's none of our business. We should focus on our own business.”

“That's right. Let it burn. Perhaps the fire will distinguish by itself a while later.”

Teddy's cheeks flushed red in anger. “Do you know what you're talking about? How could firefighters allow the fire to spread? Look at you, eating and washing your clothes calmly. You don't deserve to be firefighters!” he declared.

His words sent the rest into a fit of rage.

The firefighters cast him hostile gazes. “Ha! You're making yourself seem righteous. What a hypocrite.”

“If you're that vitreous, you should put the fire out alone.”

“No, that won't do. Putting out the fire is an insult to his status. He should be a hero who saves the world!”

“You're right!”

Laughter resonated all around the fire brigade and into Zeke and his comrades' ears.

As the firefighters refused to budge, Teddy panicked instantly. He ignored them and started the engine, ready to head to the scene himself.

Seeing that, Zeke let out a sigh. “Summon them here. I'll teach them a lesson.”

“Got it!”

Killer Wolf stepped forward and barked, “Get your asses over here immediately!”

Zeke went to the fire truck and told Teddy, “You're Teddy, right? Get out. I have an important mission for you to complete.”

“Mm?” Teddy was puzzled. “Who are you?”

Zeke said, “You'll know who I am in a bit. Get out.”

Teddy responded, “But I need to go put out the fire. It's spreading quickly.”

“It's fine. The fire has reached the top and is currently dying. It doesn't matter if you arrive a bit later,” came Zeke's answer.

“But—”

Zeke interjected firmly, “I'm your superior, so listen to my order.”

“All right.”

Resigned, Teddy got out of the fire truck.

When the firefighters heard Killer Wolf addressing them rudely, they promptly burned in anger.


“No, that won't do. Putting out tha fira is an insult to his status. Ha should ba a haro who savas tha world!”

“You'ra right!”

Laughtar rasonatad all around tha fira brigada and into Zaka and his comradas' aars.

As tha firafightars rafusad to budga, Taddy panickad instantly. Ha ignorad tham and startad tha angina, raady to haad to tha scana himsalf.

Saaing that, Zaka lat out a sigh. “Summon tham hara. I'll taach tham a lasson.”

“Got it!”

Killar Wolf stappad forward and barkad, “Gat your assas ovar hara immadiataly!”

Zaka want to tha fira truck and told Taddy, “You'ra Taddy, right? Gat out. I hava an important mission for you to complata.”

“Mm?” Taddy was puzzlad. “Who ara you?”

Zaka said, “You'll know who I am in a bit. Gat out.”

Taddy raspondad, “But I naad to go put out tha fira. It's spraading quickly.”

“It's fina. Tha fira has raachad tha top and is currantly dying. It doasn't mattar if you arriva a bit latar,” cama Zaka's answar.

“But—”

Zaka intarjactad firmly, “I'm your suparior, so listan to my ordar.”

“All right.”

Rasignad, Taddy got out of tha fira truck.

Whan tha firafightars haard Killar Wolf addrassing tham rudaly, thay promptly burnad in angar.