The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 100

The moment Sean Lennon finished speaking, Quill Zimmer was so angry he spat through gritted teeth, “You f*cking…”

Quill pointed at Sean and was just about to unleash his wrath on Sean.

Smack!

Sean lifted his arm. Once again, another resounding slap was heard.

Thump thump thump!

Quill was forced back by Sean’s slap, and he could not help but stumble a few steps backward.

Both his cheeks were swelling up fast.

The handprint on his cheeks was also clearly visible.

“F*ck! You loser!

“Finish him!” cradling his cheeks, Quill roared furiously.

At that moment, the six burly bodyguards behind him snapped back to their

senses.

They had been with Quill for a very long time and they had never seen him on the receiving end of beatings before.

It was always them dishing out the beatings for him. Since when was their side the one at the receiving end of things?

That was why they had been dumbfounded when Sean slapped Quill. They had been absolutely stunned.

Now that their master had spoken, how could they dare to not move?

“Young man, how dare you slap Young Master Zimmer?

“I think you really have no idea what exactly you’ve done!”

One burly bodyguard scoffed coldly and reached out his humongous hand, about to hold Sean in a chokehold.

As ‘guard dogs‘, they had gotten used to following Quill around town, painting the town red, and forcing others to submit to their authority.

They were also extremely used to bullying, taunting, and similar activities.

This was a bunch of mean, ruthless bullies!

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Sean was a disabled person, they would show no

his strength in an attempt to lock Sean in a chokehold. He was

wheelchair? Would he not just be a puppet on the floor, forced to allow them

unchanged. He did not seem to flinch, nor did he

hide.

quickly as a hare and grabbed the wrist of the burly man

Boom! Crack!

burly man was quickly twisted by Sean like a cloth being

out.

was clear that his joints were being dislocated by how crisp the bone–breaking

strong it stunned the people around

“Ahhh!”

man’s mouth. It was as if

shot out once more.

Smack!

on the burly man’s face, forcing him

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retracted his arm slowly. There was still no

was quick, brutal,

men

even stand.

down. He

“Continue! Go on!”

swollen cheeks

remaining five bodyguards looked at each other and launched

Some punched. Others kicked.

trapping him

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

the sound of

inhales and wails of agony in

falling figures could soon be seen. The five bodyguards fell to the ground

not take more than a minute for

were all sprawled on the

of them were injured, and they were all squealing

still seated securely in his

his arms and crossed them over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor

as easy for him as flicking a few ants

Quill was stunned.

Sean the