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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was a disabled person, they would show no

used all his strength in an attempt to lock Sean in a chokehold. He was then going to yank

would a cripple be without his wheelchair? Would he not just be a puppet on the floor,

seem to flinch,

hide.

snaked out as quickly as a hare and grabbed the wrist of the

Boom! Crack!

was quickly twisted by Sean like

out.

were being dislocated by how

so strong it stunned

“Ahhh!”

man’s mouth. It was as if a piglet was being

shot out once more. A slap was given

Smack!

slap had landed on the burly man’s face, forcing him to stumble

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his arm slowly. There was still no change

quick,

and his men were

even

refused to back down. He refused to believe

“Continue! Go on!”

swollen cheeks and

other and launched their attacks

Some punched. Others kicked.

Sean, trapping him in the middle of

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

sound of flesh being

sharp inhales and wails of

The five bodyguards fell to the ground in different

did not take more than a minute

bodyguards were all

and they were

was still seated securely

and crossed them over his legs. Sean was

fighting these bodyguards had been as easy for him as flicking a few ants

Quill was stunned.

he have thought that Sean the cripple