Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 483

Hadley could not perish together with her enemies because she was completely subdued by her opponents.

In that case, I have no other choice but to commit suicide by consuming poison.

She took a deep breath and was about to chew on the capsule containing poison in her mouth to commit suicide.

At that crucial moment, Zeke strode forward and raised his arm.

Slap!

He slapped Hadley’s cheek.

The ear-piercing sound reverberated inside the underground casino.

Hadley’s left cheek went numb instantaneously. She spat out blood from her mouth as well as the capsule containing poison.

Hadley was stunned.

Did he just slap me? I can’t believe someone just slapped an S-ranked assassin like me! And that someone is a man nonetheless! Damn it, damn it, damn it! A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. How dare you humiliate me by hitting my face? My face is hurting so badly. This is unbearable and unforgivable. I have brought shame to the entire assassin community.

Hadley exploded with rage as she yelled hysterically, “F*** you! F*** you and your ancestors!”

Slap!

Zeke slapped her again. “Shut up!”

“I...”

Slap!

“F***...”

Slap!

Zeke slapped Hadley whenever she tried to speak.

Hadley’s face was swollen after one minute.

Her beautiful facial features were regrettably ruined.

Hadley cried her eyes out.

That woman who was more competitive than a man was crying after Zeke slapped her continuously.

She became oddly compliant when facing Zeke, Lone Wolf, and Sole Wolf.

Hadley felt guilty. I am sorry, my fellow assassins. I have brought shame to the community. I am probably the most useless assassin in the whole world.

Zeke rubbed his wrist. “The skin on your face is so thick that my hand is feeling sore after hitting you.”

Hadley thought to herself in silence. Can you stop humiliating me, please? Just kill me already.

Zeke said, “Now, tell me what’s the scheme you’re planning.”

Hadley’s speech was slurred and indistinct because her face was swollen. “No way. Just kill me if you’re so capable, Zeke Williams!”

“Killing you is not an impressive feat. The best way to prove my capabilities is to turn your life into a living hell.”

“You can give up now. I will never tell you anything.”

“Ah. I did not want to use my trump card initially. I guess I should just resort to this method to save time. Contact your master, Hadley Murphy. I have something to tell her.”

Hadley stared at Zeke in surprise. “Are... are you asking me to contact Necromancer Assassin Organization? Aren’t you worried they will figure out our location and seek revenge against you?”

Zeke replied, “Seek revenge against me? You’re thinking too much. Not only will they not seek revenge against me, but they will even kneel before me and address me politely.”

“I’ve seen people who talk big, but you’re the worst. I admit you are indeed competent to capture me. But you’re as insignificant as a fruit fly when facing the entire Necro Group.”

Zeke lamented, “Ah. Why don’t you make the phone call first? Also, pass my message to your master. I think that I shall never see, a poem as lovely as a tree. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.”

Hadley was confused. What’s the meaning behind the poem? Why should I pass along the message to my master?

But she did not probe. Instead, Hadley took out her cellphone and said, “My master is currently leading a partial reclusive life. I do not have the authority to contact her. I can only contact the young patriarch.”

Zeke frowned. “Young patriarch? Is your master married?”

Hadley shook her head. “No. The Young Matriarch is my master’s apprentice, not her descendant.”

Zeke sighed in relief. “Okay, great. Make the phone call then.”

Lone Wolf and Sole Wolf exchanged glances aside. They were shocked by the turn of events. What’s going on? Why is the Great Marshal concerned about her master’s marital status? Perhaps the Great Marshal is engaged in a secret relationship with her master? Way to go, Great Marshal! I did not expect you to be so frivolous.