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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was a disabled person,

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

just be a puppet on the floor, forced to allow them to do whatever they

did not seem to flinch, nor did

hide.

out as quickly as a hare

Boom! Crack!

the burly man was quickly

out.

was clear that his joints were being dislocated by how

strength was so strong it stunned the people around

“Ahhh!”

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

out once more. A

Smack!

slap had landed on the burly

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retracted his arm slowly. There was still no

quick, brutal,

and his men

cripple could not even stand. How was he

refused to back down. He

“Continue! Go on!”

massaged his swollen

other and launched their attacks toward Sean

Some punched. Others kicked.

five bodyguards surrounded Sean, trapping him in the middle

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

kicks were thrown, and the sound of

of sharp inhales and wails

seen. The five bodyguards

take more than a minute for the entire process

bodyguards were all sprawled on

of them were injured, and they were

Sean was still seated securely in

he retracted his arms and crossed them over his legs. Sean was not

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

Quill was stunned.

the cripple would be so good at