Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2365

Zeke ignored Lenard and stared at Grayson. “You're the general manager of Redwood Capital? I thought Tavvy's the general manager.”

The people in front of him were confused when they heard that. “Who's Tavvy? We've never heard of him before.”

Then someone slapped their head and said, “D*mmit. Is he talking about Mr. Tavian?”

The room was in an uproar when they heard that.

“How dare you call Mr. Tavian Tavvy, you punk! You're dead!”

“We're going to have to teach this punk a lesson today on Mr. Tavian's behalf!”

“When it comes to people like him, our anger won't be satiated unless they're properly taken care of!”

“Give us the order to cripple him, Gray!”

Mr. Tavian? Zeke mocked, “That punk must be itching for a beating if he's making you all call him that.”

The crowd exploded in a wave of even more intense anger when they heard that.

All of them treated Tavian as a deity and worshipped him. Naturally, they weren't going to ignore the insults hurled at their idol.

Grayson couldn't hold back anymore. “Kill him!”

“Kill!” the fighters shouted as they charged toward Zeke, instantly surrounding him and attacking him.

Lenard commanded arrogantly like a madman, “Beat him to death! I want him to know the price of bullying me! Kill him! He must die!”

The crowd was getting even more riled up.

Moments later, Grayson was confounded. “Why can't we hear the guy's cries of pain? Has he been beaten to death already?”

Lenard replied, “Yeah, I don't hear anything, either. But he's pretty good. I doubt he'll die that easily.”

“All right, everyone, stop. I don't want this guy to die in our company. Otherwise, the cleanup will be troublesome. Just throw him into the river after this.”

Only then did the crowd stop and disperse.

However, when they did, the scene in the middle shocked them all.

There was no one at the center, not even a shadow.

They were getting pretty spooked as they wondered where Zeke was.

It was so eerie that all of them grew silent.

Right then, a crisp clacking sound rang out behind Lenard and Grayson.

The crowd's attention was shifted to the sound.

When they did, they were shocked because Zeke had somehow arrived behind the duo.

The clacking sound they had heard was the sound of Zeke lighting up his cigarette with his lighter.

He took a drag of smoke and swept his contemptuous gaze across the scene.

That sight blew the crowd's minds. They had no idea what happened, how he escaped, or how he suddenly appeared behind Grayson and Lenard.

They thought they were looking at a ghost.

Zeke smirked at Grayson and Lenard. “Is this all you can do? How disappointing.”

Grayson roared furiously, “What are you—”

Before he could finish, Zeke abruptly unleashed two punches.

The punches cut through the air so fast that the crowd couldn't even see the fist moving. All they saw was the vague afterimage of a fist hitting Grayson and Lenard.

In the next second, the duo flew away and landed on the group of fighters, like two bowling balls crashing into two dozens of bowling pins.

When they landed on the ground, they convulsed and foamed in their mouths. Moans of pain could also be heard from them.

While the fighters could still fight, none of them were willing to continue attacking.

Since Zeke could send the two of them flying away with a punch, it meant that he was powerful enough to take all of them down.

If they were to attack, they would be stepping into an early grave. Only an idiot would do that, and they weren't stupid.

It took a long while before Grayson returned to his senses.