Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 681

Zeke sighed in disappointment. “Lacey, I’m angry.”

Lacey was confused.

“Zeke, why are you angry?”

Zeke answered, “Am I that lousy in your eyes? Do I look as if I can’t win against these thugs?”

Lacey was silent.

Morgan fumed. “F*ck, you’re being absurd! Men, get him!”

The group immediately closed in on Zeke.

Zeke remained calm as he lit his cigarette.

Everyone was speechless.

He’s still pretending to be cool at a time like this. How pretentious.

Morgan was the first to move nearer to Zeke. He raised his leg in preparation for a kick.

At the same time, Zeke made his move.

He raised his leg higher than Morgan’s and swung it downwards.

It landed right on Morgan’s knee.

Crack!

There was the sound of bones snapping.

“Ah!”

That was the sound of Morgan screaming.

Morgan’s leg was snapped cleanly in half by Zeke.

Then, Zeke grabbed Morgan’s arm and swung him in a circle.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Thumping noises echoed in the room.

Before the men from Martial Arts Association could come close to Zeke, they were smacked away by Morgan’s body.

Zeke’s force was so mighty that he could even send an elephant flying.

It was unfortunate for Morgan, who was in his hands. After a round, his world spun as his head buzzed. In the end, he retched and vomited miserably.

His leg hurt, his head hurt, and his arm hurt because it was dislocated by Zeke.

The sharp pain nearly sent him into shock.

One of the men did not sustain severe injuries. While Zeke was busy with Morgan, he jumped to his feet, preparing to ambush him.

However, Zeke had noticed him.

He swung his weapon—Morgan—at the other man.

Thump!

The other man passed out instantly.

Even Morgan’s head was bleeding profusely.

“F*ck!” Morgan howled. “Don’t stand up anymore. I’m dying! If you stand up, he’ll use me as his weapon again. I’ll die at this rate!”

However, he had overestimated his men’s endurance; they were already too spent to stand up and too injured to defend themselves.

The cafeteria was silent, and only sounds of Zeke smoking could be heard.

Everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.

“Damn it. He’s too strong!”

Morgan was over 200 pounds, and even two of them might not be able to lift him.

However, Zeke had lifted him as if he was just a whip.

There were so many of them, but they could not win against one man. Zeke had only spent several seconds in defeating them, and he was not even halfway through his cigarette!

He was impressive!

Zeke smiled gently at Lacey.

“Lacey, you’ve underestimated me. Apologize to me.”

Lacey’s jaw fell, her eyes widening in surprise.

The female employees cried out in their hearts. A madman!

He’s a madman!

Oh, but I love it!

The few women stared at Zeke’s broad chest in excitement.

Zeke looked at the men from Martial Arts Association coldly and said, “You have two choices. One is to get on your knees and apologize. The other is for me to break your legs and cripple you for the rest of your lives.”

After watching Zeke’s actions, none dared to disobey him. They swiftly got on their knees and apologized.

However, Morgan remained motionless.

Zeke glared at him.

“It seems like you’ve chosen for me to break your legs.”

Morgan answered, “M-My legs are already broken.”

Zeke replied, “Then, I’ll break your third leg.”

Morgan was close to having a mental breakdown.

F*ck, you have no intentions of sticking to your own rules. Didn’t broken legs mean not needing to get on my knees?

One of my legs is already broken. Why do I still need to get on my knees?