Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 842

Serena had her head lowered as she remained on her knees in front of Zeke.

That way, she could avoid looking into his terrifying eyes.

Zeke took off his white gloves and looked at Wolf’s Greed. “Have you found the information of Frederick’s savior?”

Wolf’s Greed handed his phone to Zeke. “I got it.”

“Okay.” Zeke took the phone and glanced at the screen. “Let’s go. It’s time for us to repay the debt.”

“Bring this guy along.” He reached out to point at Patrick.

Patrick’s eyes rolled back, and he passed out.

God, it’s not the end yet!

Wolf’s Greed dragged the bloody Patrick as he followed Zeke out of the residential area.

The moment they stepped out, Zeke realized that Lacey and Mia were walking toward them with the film crew.

Zeke knitted his brows.

What is Lacey doing here?

Are they here for filming?

After a quick second of contemplation, Zeke turned to a different direction. He did not want to meet Lacey in this place.

Firstly, he did not want to let Lacey see the violent side of him because he did not want to leave a bad impression on her.

Secondly, there were too many people around. If someone with ill intentions saw them interacting, it would not end well for her.

Hurry up and leave, Lacey.

However, Lacey and Mia had noticed Zeke.

However, they only saw his back.

Lacey asked, “Huh? Isn’t that the anonymous hero? What a coincidence.”

Mia answered, “Yes, he is! Look. Why is he dragging a bloody person?”

Lacey muttered, “Come. Let’s ask what’s going on at the sales gallery.”

After asking, they found out that the anonymous hero was exacting revenge for his friend. That was why he had injured the other man badly.

Mia babbled, “He’s worthy of his title as a hero.”

On the other hand, Lacey just shook her head.

“This is way too violent. Forget it. Let’s not delay the schedule any further and return to filming.”

When she looked at the beautiful scenery around her, Lacey sighed wistfully, “If only Zeke and I could buy a villa and grow old here.”

Mia mumbled regretfully, “What a pity. I heard that only a few units are being sold to outsiders. The owner is giving the rest as gifts. I’m sure the ones that are for sale have been sold. We won’t be able to buy them.”

Inside the limousine, Zeke was reading the information on Harry.

Harry was a TCM practitioner. In his early years, he was rather famous in Atheville.

He was the founder of Garden Grove, a pharmaceutical company. It was a well-established business in Atheville, and he could be considered as one of the wealthy families here.

In the past, Hunting Wolf had learned Ammo Needle from Zeke, and he knew the basics of the technique.

Coincidentally, Harry was also doing research on Ammo Needle. The two often discussed TCM practices. Soon enough, they became close friends.

Five years ago, when Hunting Wolf returned to Atheville, he was attacked by Patrick and his gang. Fortunately, Harry saw them but risked his life to save Hunting Wolf.

Patrick held a grudge against Harry’s actions, and from then on, he kept targeting him.

It was a coincidence that Patrick’s family was also running a reputable pharmaceutical company in the medical field.

The Count family had then announced that all pharmaceutical businesses were not allowed to work with Garden Grove.

The Count family had then announced that all pharmaceutical businesses were not allowed to work with Garden Grove.

In fact, the Count family had even created fake malpractice incidents to frame Garden Grove and that ruined Harry’s reputation.

Harry’s family soon collapsed as they were isolated in the pharmaceutical businesses and their reputation was tarnished very badly.

Now, all that was left of Garden Grove was a clinic that barely had any business.

Even that clinic was closing down soon.

Zeke sighed he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

The knowledge of medicine was supposed to be used to help the injured and the sick; but now, it had become a tool for revenge.

The fall of TCM was a loss for mankind.

Soon, the two arrived at Garden Grove Clinic.

It was not a large clinic, and there was barely anyone inside.

An elderly man with white hair was reading a book in front of the bookshelf.

The book he was reading was Ammo Needle Notebook.

Zeke smiled.

It was rare that someone believed in the authenticity of Ammo Needle Notebook.

However, Ammo Needle was created through years of experience. One could not learn the specifics just by reading and listening.

It seemed like it was time for Zeke to take in a disciple, even if the disciple seemed a little too old.

The two strode toward the clinic.

Just then, a middle-aged woman ran up to them and whispered, “Young men, are you here to see a doctor?”