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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a disabled person, they would show no

this moment, the burly man used all his strength in an attempt to lock Sean in a chokehold. He was then going to yank Sean out of his

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

unchanged. He did not seem to flinch, nor

hide.

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

Boom! Crack!

arm of the burly man was quickly twisted by Sean like

out.

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

strength was so strong it stunned the people around

“Ahhh!”

coming from the burly man’s mouth.

shot out once more. A slap was

Smack!

the burly man’s face, forcing him

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was still no change in

was quick, brutal,

men

cripple could not even

refused to back down.

“Continue! Go on!”

his swollen cheeks

five bodyguards looked at each other and launched

Some punched. Others kicked.

five bodyguards surrounded Sean, trapping him

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

sound of flesh being

of sharp inhales and wails of

soon be seen. The

more than a minute

were all sprawled

injured, and they

still seated securely

over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor

as easy for him as flicking a few ants

Quill was stunned.

would he have thought that Sean the cripple would be so