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!

uny 200

Sean was a disabled

the burly man used all his strength in an attempt to lock Sean

cripple be without his wheelchair? Would he not just be a puppet on the floor, forced to allow them to do

He did not seem to flinch, nor did he

hide.

as a hare and grabbed the wrist of

Boom! Crack!

was quickly twisted by Sean like a

out.

being dislocated by how crisp the bone–breaking

grip strength was so strong

“Ahhh!”

coming from the burly man’s mouth. It was as if a piglet was being

more. A slap was given once

Smack!

crisp slap had landed on the burly man’s

*

was still no change in his facial

was quick, brutal, and

his men were

the cripple could not even stand. How was he so

down. He refused

“Continue! Go on!”

his swollen

at each other and launched their attacks toward

Some punched. Others kicked.

Sean, trapping him in the middle of

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

and the sound of flesh being hit was

of sharp inhales

The five bodyguards

not take more than a minute for the entire

bodyguards were all sprawled on the

them were injured, and they

was still seated securely in

over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor was

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

Quill was stunned.

the cripple would be so