Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 697

Lacey looked at Zeke, confused.

Why did Eclipse greet Zeke before he charged?

He must know Eclipse, and Eclipse must be the one who gave him these two tickets.

Lacey asked, “Zeke, did Eclipse give us our tickets?”

Zeke gave her a faint smile, a silent indication of admission.

He still could not expose his identity as Master Williams yet.

If the boss found out about it, he would not dare to continue the attack.

If that happened, he would not be able to uproot the boss and his men.

The only ones who knew his identity now were Eclipse and the members of the Martial Arts Association.

Eclipse was not one to spill secrets to outsiders, and the Martial Arts Association had warned their members not to as well.

Soon, Eclipse met with the enemies.

He wove through the enemies like an eel in water.

A gentle tap or swing from Eclipse’s weapon took the enemy down, and he never missed.

In a blink of an eye, his opponents around him were all on the ground.

The murderous aura he exuded was suffocating the surrounding standing men.

It was as expected of the top assassin of Rivermouth; his moves were vivid and precise.

The crowd was fully focused on the battle until loud music caught their attention.

“Billie Jean is not my lover. She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one-”

The crowd frowned as they thought, Who is it? Why are they still in the mood to play music?

They turned toward the direction of music.

It was a man on a motorbike, who had come out of nowhere, and was now speeding toward the enemies.

He had a cape around his shoulders, and it flapped noisily as the wind blew it.

With the music he was playing, his presence was eye-catching!

It was a pity that he was wearing a helmet, so no one could see how he looked like.

The corner of Zeke’s mouth twitched.

F*ck. You’re all stealing my limelight.

How should I make my grand entrance later? I can’t possibly lose to them.

When the man was close to the enemies, he hopped off his bike.

The engine of the bike was still running, and it drove straight into the enemies and collided with more than several of the soldiers.

The man took off his helmet and revealed his identity. It was General North, Sole Wolf!

However, the crowd was too far from him to see his face clearly.

Using his helmet as a weapon, Sole Wolf rushed toward his opponents and knocked his helmet on them.

Thump! Thump!

Each noise signaled the defeat of one soldier. Soon, a large group of people went down around him.

In less than three minutes, the helmet broke, and Sole Wolf continued fighting with his fists.

In less than three minutes, the helmet broke, and Sole Wolf continued fighting with his fists.

Every move of his was the definition of ferocity!

The crowd was in awe from what they were witnessing.

“Sh*t! He’s strong!”

“He’s definitely not much weaker than Eclipse. Another top fighter in Rivermouth has emerged!”

“There have been rumors of Master Williams inviting a mysterious helper. He must be the one.”

“Master Williams is like a beast, and so is that man!”

Soon, Sole Wolf and Eclipse met on the battlefield.

Once they teamed up, their enemies were knocked down at a much faster rate.

In just half an hour, four hundred enemies were lying on the surrounding ground.

They were stepping on their enemies’ bodies as they fought.

However, as they were outnumbered, they started feeling exhausted after a while.

A bald man smashed his steel rod on Sole Wolf’s back when he was not paying attention.

Anger welled up in the latter’s chest when he was attacked.

Ignoring the rest of his opponents, he tackled the bald man to the ground and rained punches on his face.

“F*ck you! How dare you hit me! I’m going to kill you!”


In less thon three minutes, the helmet broke, ond Sole Wolf continued fighting with his fists.

Every move of his wos the definition of ferocity!

The crowd wos in owe from whot they were witnessing.

“Sh*t! He’s strong!”

“He’s definitely not much weoker thon Eclipse. Another top fighter in Rivermouth hos emerged!”

“There hove been rumors of Moster Willioms inviting o mysterious helper. He must be the one.”

“Moster Willioms is like o beost, ond so is thot mon!”

Soon, Sole Wolf ond Eclipse met on the bottlefield.

Once they teomed up, their enemies were knocked down ot o much foster rote.

In just holf on hour, four hundred enemies were lying on the surrounding ground.

They were stepping on their enemies’ bodies os they fought.

However, os they were outnumbered, they storted feeling exhousted ofter o while.

A bold mon smoshed his steel rod on Sole Wolf’s bock when he wos not poying ottention.

Anger welled up in the lotter’s chest when he wos ottocked.

Ignoring the rest of his opponents, he tockled the bold mon to the ground ond roined punches on his foce.

“F*ck you! How dore you hit me! I’m going to kill you!”