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

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

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

seem to flinch, nor did

hide.

immediately snaked out as quickly as a hare

Boom! Crack!

quickly twisted by

out.

clear that his joints were being

grip strength was so strong it stunned the

“Ahhh!”

man’s mouth. It was as

arm shot out once more. A

Smack!

crisp slap had landed on the burly

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slowly. There was still no change

quick, brutal, and

and his men were all

not even stand.

down.

“Continue! Go on!”

swollen cheeks and

looked at each other and

Some punched. Others kicked.

surrounded Sean, trapping him in the middle

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

were thrown, and the sound of flesh

were also sounds of sharp inhales and wails

could soon be seen. The five bodyguards fell

not take more than a minute for the entire process

bodyguards were all sprawled

of them were injured, and they were all squealing

still seated securely in his

over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor was he panting

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

Quill was stunned.

that Sean the cripple would be so good at