Chapter 781
Lord Protector Novel
Upon hearing what he had said, Zeke was utterly confused.
F*** you! I sent someone to come and protect you!
How dare you speak to me like that, you ingrate!
However, he was too lazy to dwell on that. Instead, he asked, âSo howâs your grandfather? Is he alright?â
âThe enemy didnât even make it into the main hall,â Shannon replied, âHeâs fine.â
âThanks a lot for your late concern.â
âYou canât be too sure,â Zeke warned her, âVoodoo assassinations can be performed from afar!â
Upon hearing that, Shannon flew into a panic.
She suddenly remembered how the enemy had mysteriously played a melody on the flute just now.
Could that melody have been some sort of Voodoo technique?
She immediately made a mad dash into the house to check on her grandfather.
Inside the main halls, Paul Hunt was still lying on his bed. There didnât seem to be anything wrong with him.
Only after seeing that did Shannon calm down.
In the next moment, however, she suddenly noticed how the veins on her grandfatherâs arms had started to bulge. And before this, her grandfatherâs eyes had been closed shut. Now, they were slightly open!
Dashing over, she pulled up his eyelids and checked his eyes.
The sight that greeted her immediately sent a shiver down her spine. Countless worms were wriggling about in her grandfatherâs eyes.
Shannon immediately yelled into the phone, âMy grandfatherâs veins have started bulging, and there are worms in his eyes... What should I do? What should I do?â
In truth, Zeke had begun panicking slightly as well.
In truth, Zeke had begun panicking slightly as well.
All the signs pointed to the fact that the poison inside Paul Hunt had been activated... or at the very least, some of it had been activated.
This had certainly complicated the treatment process... to the extent where the treatment might even fail!
However, he forced himself to act calm so as not to worry Shannon. âApply the sulfur on him first. Weâll talk further after Iâve reached and taken a look and your grandfather.â
âAlright.â Shannon calmed down significantly upon hearing Zekeâs tone of voice. She then proceeded to cautiously apply sulfur on Paul.
âWho called?â Hudson asked curiously.
âA b******,â Shannon replied, âCan you do me another favor?â
Hudson nodded. âSure, what do you want me to help you with.â
âAlright, when that b****** comes later, I want you to kick him like how you kicked those wolves.â
âHe clearly knew someone was going to spring an attack on us. Yet, he kept that information to himself and nearly got our entire family killed. He has got to be punished.â
Hudson got quite angry as well after hearing this. âHow could he have done that? There are so many lives at stake!â
âSure, Iâll help you give him a kick later.â
That fight with the wolves had left him craving more anyways.
Unbeknownst to him, the person Shannon wanted him to kick was none other than his friend - Zeke Williams.
Not long after that, Zeke finally arrived.
As soon as he stepped into the house, Hudson immediately aimed a swift kick at him.
Hmph?
Zeke immediately sensed danger and kicked out his leg.
With a loud thump, both legs collided midair, and a cloud of dust exploded around them.
In the very next moment, Hudsonâs body went flying backwards and smashed into the wall behind him.
What...the...f***...
Shannon covered her mouth in disbelief.
She had originally thought Hudsonâs kicks were unparalleled.
Yet, Williams managed to send him flying with a single kick.
To put it into perspective, if Hudson had a few motors installed in his legs, Zeke must have had at least a couple dozen motors installed in his.
She had only known him to be a really good doctor in the past. She certainly hadnât expected him to be such a good fighter as well.
As he lay on the floor, Hudson groaned, âOh, that hurt! Zeke, what are you doing here?â
âYou little rascal! Why did you spring an attack on me?â Zeke snapped.
âIf I hadnât noticed it was you and pulled back my punches in time, your leg would have been broken,â
He added.
A mournful expression flashed across Hudsonâs face. âHad I known it was you, I wouldnât have even dared to make a move at all.â
What?
Hudson could feel her scalp start to crawl. âYouâre the friend Hudson was talking about? You were the one who sent Little Beggar here to protect us? And you were actually pulling your punches with that kick just now? Wouldnât you have killed him if you hadnât held back?â