The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 92

Mr. Lowe had set everything in a few words.

Jack nodded slightly and said, “That makes sense. Let’s do it.”

Leah’s face turned pale as she gritted her teeth and said, “I don’t have that kind of money.”

They were not favored by the Quinn family. It might also be a difficult task for Simon–the favorite member if he asked the Quinn family for two million dollars.

Therefore, there was no way she was going to get the money.

“You can’t afford it? How dare you behave so arrogantly if you can’t afford it?

“You even dared to casually beat people up. How pompous of you!

“I’m telling you. There are people in River City you can’t afford to cross.”

Mr. Lowe snorted coldly and said as he flicked his sleeve.

“I never care if I can afford to beat someone up.

“It depends on whether I want to beat them up.”

Once Mr. Lowe finished, there was suddenly a voice outside the door.

Then the door opened, and Sean propelled his wheelchair into the room.

“Uncle…”

Candy’s face lit up as soon as she saw Sean.

Leah was also happy, but then she became dejected.

‘So what if Sean came?

‘No one dared to defy Jack.‘

“Don’t be afraid. No one can hurt you while I’m here.”

Sean came up to Candy and smiled as he touched Candy’s head.

“Mr. Tomme, that’s the guy.”

Mr. Lowe immediately snorted coldly and said as he pointed at Sean.

Jack glanced at Sean’s wheelchair with disdain.

cripple try to cause

not care about the

talk to them the last time he

he did not want to

say that we can’t afford to beat up

whoever thinks people can’t afford to beat him

turned his head and

was silence in the

a little

seem

later, someone slowly emerged from the

rolled his wrists as he walked

Slap!

youth walked up to Sean, Sean slapped

and the youth covered

try and see if

and see if I can afford

hand. He

he

The crowd was dumbfounded.

did a cripple dare

“F*ck you!”

youth, who was slapped, yelled and kicked at

flashed across Sean’s eyes. He sat still in the wheelchair, grabbed

he bent his fingers and flicked at a certain position of

“Hsss!”

The youth instantly gasped.

the sharp pain in his leg, he suddenly began to

legs disappear quickly as if it

Thump!

he

struck could not

what have you done

with a frightened look on his face as

Sean sneered.

had more

acupoint held a

of these things could truly swiftly

nothing to let the youth’s legs go numb

beat people up in front of

sounded dark, and his