The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 148

Once he saw who was the person that had just walked in, Hayden Luke frowned.

This middle–aged man was the person in charge of the current government facility that they were in.

All the staff there were also directly under his jurisdiction.

There were some past grudges between Hayden and him, and that was why they were unfriendly towards each other.

“I and you, Mr. Luke are not from the same area of jurisdiction.

“For you to come all the way here, Mr. Luke, perhaps you’re sticking your nose into something that’s too far off from your own business now?

“Or did you think you’re a part of the CIA, Mr. Luke?”

The middle–aged man looked at Hayden and spoke softly.

What he said made Hayden simmer with rage.

However, he could not utter a single word in reply.

There were indeed unpleasantries exchanged in between the two of them, and now that he was here at the other person’s area of jurisdiction, it was indeed him being too nosy!

However, if he were to leave this matter be, would Sean Lennon not be crucified by Joey and the rest?

Hayden was extremely conflicted. Alas, his influence was limited.

This middle–aged man and himself were considered equals, so he had no right to order him around.

Joey Yates hugged her arms in front of her as disdain filled her eyes.

A mere cripple dare to think that he was invincible just because he knew a few people?

If she wanted Sean dead, it would be as simple as crushing an ant.

“Are you done with the interrogation yet?”

The middle–aged man saw that Hayden was quiet, so he asked his subordinates.

“Not yet. Sean Lennon refuses to admit that he was the one that had killed Charles.

“However, according to the timeline, he is the biggest suspect.”

The interrogator explained.

“Throw him in lock up and grill him slowly, then,”

man nodded and

lock me

his eyes

“Hah!”

turned and asked, “Why do I not dare to lock you

of anxiety, but was instead filled with a look of disdain

the Nine–star Commander, and

donned Nine–star armor, and in his hand, wielded the Nation–defending

one protecting the

millions of men, and he was given the power to act

one hand, power in the other.

of the kingdom under the sun dared to convict

throw the

royal

you lock me

a day, this

“Will cease to exist.”

tone was

Everyone was stunned.

arrogant thing for a cripple

dare he announce things like

he get his

“Haha…

insist on locking you up

him

back to his senses,

walked in right away with metal handcuffs and

someone from the

on his face and informed the middle aged man

“What?!”

man was stunned, a shudder traveled down

other hand, stood up with

The CIA, they’re here?

Who was the CIA?

in the vast River City, but they were all

much power and influence they were

Hayden was a

me to welcome

back to his senses, the middle–aged man was about to

no idea who from the CIA had arrived, even if it was just a driver

did not dare

the door,