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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if Sean was a disabled person,

to lock Sean in a chokehold. He was

wheelchair? Would he not just be a puppet on the floor, forced to allow them to

was unchanged. He did not seem to flinch, nor

hide.

a hare and grabbed the wrist

Boom! Crack!

arm of the burly man was quickly twisted by Sean

out.

were being dislocated by how crisp the bone–breaking

was so strong it stunned the people around

“Ahhh!”

after, a wail was heard coming from the burly man’s mouth.

more. A slap was

Smack!

had landed on the burly man’s face, forcing him to

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There was still no change

quick, brutal,

and his men were all

could not even

to back down. He refused

“Continue! Go on!”

massaged his swollen cheeks and

each other and launched their attacks toward Sean

Some punched. Others kicked.

surrounded Sean, trapping him in the middle of

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

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

sounds of sharp inhales and wails of agony in

seen. The five bodyguards fell to the ground

than a

bodyguards were all sprawled on the

and

seated securely in his

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

these bodyguards had been as

Quill was stunned.

the cripple would be so good at