The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 100

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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disabled person, they would show

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

he not just be a puppet on

did not seem to flinch,

hide.

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

Boom! Crack!

the burly man was quickly

out.

being

was so strong

“Ahhh!”

man’s mouth. It was as if a

shot out once more. A slap was given

Smack!

burly man’s face, forcing him to stumble

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was still no

quick, brutal,

men were

not even

back down. He

“Continue! Go on!”

massaged his swollen cheeks and

bodyguards looked at each other and launched their

Some punched. Others kicked.

surrounded Sean, trapping him in the middle

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

thrown, and the sound of flesh being

sounds of sharp inhales and wails of

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

more than a minute for the

were all

and they were

Sean was still seated securely in

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

had been as easy for him as flicking a

Quill was stunned.

the cripple would be so good at

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