Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 327: [Execution]

Lockeby opened his eyes in the darkness.

Since he unified the Port District, his routine had become extremely regular, going to bed on time every day, never staying up late.

He barely drank alcohol and ate very healthy food, which could be considered as taking good care of himself.

Yet tonight, he was probably going to be sleepless.

Because a strong sense of loss was haunting him.

Like a kite in his hand had its string cut.

He raised his right hand in the pitch-black bedroom, then stared at the ceiling as if really flying a kite.

He knew the twin brothers were likely in grave danger.

This was something beyond his expectation.

After all, the twin brothers were strong enough; they had almost never failed.

Moreover, he had already communicated with the key person about this matter.

Heigen.

He and Heigen were completely from different worlds.

But in a sense, they were allies.

Both he and Heigen had connections with the Eriman Clan, only Heigen was more respectable, and he was less so.

For many years, their cooperation had been quite harmonious.

Basically, nothing had ever gone wrong.

Of course, this was also thanks to the Sea God Church’s own policy of absolute low-profile, staying out of everything.

But who could have thought, suddenly something like this happened?

An out-of-control follower actually ran to his territory to kill someone.

Fortunately, things had gone smoothly afterward.

This matter clearly overstepped the boundary.

Even the Sea God Church itself couldn’t tolerate it.

Heigen gladly provided the list of the real culprits, emphasizing that no one would intervene.

This meant, even the Holy Father had tacitly approved of this.

Afterwards, Lockeby roughly understood that it was a power struggle.

No matter how pious the religion claimed to be, in the end, it inevitably became a matter of personnel.

So Lockeby proceeded confidently.

Including planting a bomb in Ethan’s house.

And sending the twin brothers to assassinate that guy called Depp.

Ethan narrowly escaped a disaster.

But that Depp should undoubtedly be dead.

Heigen would withdraw the guards, with the capabilities of the twin brothers...

Was it miscalculated?

That Depp was far stronger than imagined.

Lockeby couldn’t fall asleep; he simply sat up and lit a cigarette.

He hadn’t smoked in a long time, as it was harmful to health.

Since unifying the Port District, he had become increasingly afraid of death.

It wasn’t the kind of cowardly fear of death. He was afraid that his dreams, his wishes could not be realized.

He had a grand vision, so he couldn’t die.

He needed to live long enough.

Perhaps because of this, he had become increasingly lax, seemingly unconcerned about the issues with his subordinates.

Otherwise, so many problems wouldn’t have cropped up one after another lately.

Was he getting old?

Lockeby couldn’t help but touch his own temples.

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Morning.

The port.

The night’s hangover hadn’t yet been blown away by the fresh sea breeze, and the scorching sun had already descended.

This made the sleep-deprived people even more drowsy.

Indeed, summer was the most detestable season.

Shef slowly walked out of a tavern he couldn’t even remember the name of, preparing to go back and have a good sleep with his brothers before anything else.

They were all under Shark Jensen.

Of course, only in the strictest sense.

In fact, they had only seen Shark Jensen from afar and hadn’t even spoken a word; he was the boss of their boss.

Their reason for being in this tavern all night was to avenge the boss of their boss.

The hot-bloodedness of gang members was easily stirred up.

No need for many words, just tell them one fact; their esteemed boss Shark Jensen was taken out, and the perpetrator hadn’t paid the price.

This alone was enough to arouse everyone’s anger.

Afterward, no matter who the opponent was, they’d be willing to face them.

Sea God Church? So what?

They were under Sea King Lockeby.

Recently, they had been gathering at the entrance of the Sea God Church, demonstrating, putting pressure.

Especially after the other side took a very tough stance, stating they would never hand over the murderer.

Some even proposed to unite and storm the Sea God Church’s headquarters.

Of course, this was eventually suppressed, with orders from above saying it couldn’t be done.

This clearly hit many people’s morale.

As mentioned earlier, the hot-bloodedness of gang members is the easiest to stir up; likewise, it’s the easiest to wither away.

After several days of oppressive confrontation, Shef was exhausted, feeling a bit deflated. Indeed, Shark Jensen was his boss, his death a pity, and he wanted revenge, but what’s the point if they weren’t allowed to do anything?

Better to go back home and sleep.

Shef yawned and took just two steps, about to ask his brother if they should go grab breakfast first.

Then, a breeze swept past him.

There was a smell of blood in the wind.

Next, he saw a man covered in blood, staggering towards the Sea God Church.

What... was happening?

Shef was slightly dumbfounded.

Then he saw a burly man wielding an exaggerated giant axe, tailing the man.

While chasing, the burly man shouted, "All of Sea King’s men get out here, together let’s kill that guy; he’s the one who killed Shark Boss!"

Shef’s mind was a bit slow; the killer of Shark Boss?

Then who was the one chasing him?

Seemed unfamiliar?

Shef hadn’t reacted yet, but the men of Sea King Lockeby, lurking in various taverns and casinos at the port, did come out.

They indeed noticed that the one being chased wore the Sea God Sect’s priest robe.

Could it really be the killer?

"Save me! Quick, save me! I killed Shark Jensen, it was the will of God!"

The one being chased suddenly shouted.

This...

Could it really be?

Some who were still sleepy and drunk immediately snapped awake upon hearing this.

Had the killer actually come out on their own?

Decisively, shots were fired towards that person.

The gunfire stirred others to start shooting as well.

The person was shot and stumbled yet wouldn’t fall, staggering close to the Sea God Sect headquarters.

Someone had already seen him.

"Depp, it’s Lord Depp! Quick, save him!"

The gatekeeping priest immediately recognized the one being chased, further affirming everyone’s belief.

This was the killer.

More people began shouting loudly, roaring.

Then, in a moment when no one could react, the burly man holding the giant axe quickly sprinted forward and chopped down with the axe.

The killer didn’t make it to the Sea God Church, being chopped apart directly, falling into the port’s sea.

Killed the killer.