The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 109 No one knew what this exquisitely crafted toy–like bank card really represented.

Seeing the expression on the middle–aged man‘s face, the mocking voices around him suddenly lowered.

Even the female bank teller was stunned.

Mr. Madrid was the leader of this branch! At the same time, Mr. Madrid was also a senior manager of the central bank.

His identity was definitely not as simple as a branch manager. 1

However, what was with the shocked expression on his face?

At that moment, Walker had no time to care about other people‘s gazes. He stared at the card in Sean‘s hand. Sean had an indifferent expression on his face. Seems like this middle–aged man had some insight.

“Wham!”

Sean knew what Mr. Madrid was thinking. “Good, good...” Walker bowed slightly and reached out his hands to pick up the bank card. It was as if he was picking up a rare treasure, afraid of ruining it. The texture was warm, and it did not feel like plastic. Instead, it felt like an exquisite piece of jade.

The mocking laughter in the hall completely disappeared.

Everyone‘s eyes were on Mr. Madrid. They wanted to know what kind of card it

was.

when he felt the touch

forty years,

that one

card represented was extremely terrifying.

black

rival a country, but it also represented supreme power. Mr. Madrid had seen it once before and it

identity of the owner of the black card frightened him

was the second time he

“Supreme black, black...” “Whoom...”

his sentence, his legs gave way

in shock. Mr. Madrid was healthy, and no one touched him. How could

related to

card could not be recognized because the level here was not high enough. In other words, the teller had no idea how low she was. At that time, they had even mocked Sean for being a level two cripple and comparing his level with others! However, when they saw Mr. Madrid‘s face, they could no longer laugh. Many people subconsciously turned their heads and stole a glance at Sean. Sean remained indifferent from the beginning to the end, not even looking

“Walker, you... what‘s wrong?”

reacted and hurried to help

a deep breath and slowly stood up with the help of

around him.

face did not diminish as he stared at Sean. A

this humble one can do for you, sir?” The next second, Mr. Madrid greeted Scan with

in the

inside the window dropped the pen in her hand, and her eyes