The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 166 Bang! Sean slammed his palm on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Even with his calı demeanor, he was extremely excited.

After all, this was a matter of whether he could stand up or not. It was a matter of how he should proceed in the future!

“Are you sure this time?” Sean took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions. During this period, Homer had shown Sean several herbs similar to Lilac Heart Weed.

However, none of them were the correct ones.

“Mr. Lennon, the weed this time is exactly as you described it.

“Furthermore, it‘s a specialty product of the northwest.”

Homer nodded his head and said with absolute certainty.

“Send it to me first.”

Sean paused for two seconds to calm down. “Alright!”

Homer immediately sent Sean a picture.

Sean opened it and slapped his thigh again. This was the herb! Medicinal ingredients that specifically targeted the nerves were extremely rare. If it was added to the few herbs that Sean had concocted, the effects of it would be the greatest. “That‘s it! Where is it now?” Sean grew increasingly excited. “Mr. Lennon, the herb isn‘t with me.

“But I‘ve already booked it. If you have time tomorrow, we can go and get it together.”

Homer also wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Sean.

“Okay, I‘ll contact you tomorrow.”

Sean nodded and hung up slowly. After a long silence, Sean slowly raised his head to look out the window.

His excitement slowly calmed down,

He was only in his 20s.

However, his mental state was no longer that of a young man.

Although Sean was young, he had experienced a lot over the years.

happened made him deeply understand one

hope,

was looking forward to it, he tried to restrain his

there was only one percent chance of success,

gaze as a self–deprecating smile appeared on his lips. Who would have thought that Sean, the commander of a million troops who would be

would end up in River

needle in his hand and could cure all the illnesses in the world would be troubled by

lose their advantages or power over others will be belittled and

it‘s a blessing

a woman who‘s worth giving my

again, his

River City

promise was set in

had once told

and rivers will crumble. Without the mountains and

said it, so

The night deepened.

might be small, but it had everything it

City was

of size or population, could not compare to those first

economic development of this place was not

It could rival them.

their lights to rest, others got drunk at

and

the top room of

was lavishly

desk was a muscular man in his 30s. He rested his elbows on the desk

man had a buzz cut and was

not look like

expression on his face were not

River City’s streets saw this person, they

River City’s underworld forces, Flint

least several hundred people under him, so

this