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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disabled person, they would show no

in an attempt to lock Sean in a

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

He did not seem

hide.

hare and grabbed the wrist of

Boom! Crack!

arm of the burly man was quickly twisted by

out.

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

strong it stunned the people

“Ahhh!”

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

shot out once more. A slap was given

Smack!

slap had landed on the burly man’s face,

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retracted his arm slowly. There was still no change in his facial

quick, brutal, and

men were all

even stand.

back down. He refused to

“Continue! Go on!”

swollen cheeks and

remaining five bodyguards looked at each other and launched their attacks

Some punched. Others kicked.

surrounded Sean, trapping him in the

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

were thrown, and the sound of flesh being hit was continuously

inhales and wails of agony in

falling figures could soon be seen. The five

not take more than a minute for the

burly bodyguards were all sprawled on the

were injured, and they were all squealing

was still seated securely in his

his arms and crossed them over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor was he panting or

been as easy for him

Quill was stunned.

Sean the cripple would