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.

things that had happened made him deeply understand one

hope, the greater the

was looking forward to it, he tried to

was only one percent chance of success, he was willing to try

his 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 able to kill ten enemy commanders with

would end up in River

a silver needle in his hand and could

their advantages or power over others will be belittled

I think it‘s a

met a woman who‘s worth giving

murmured again, his eyes

in River City was for

promise was

had once

crumble. Without the mountains and rivers, you, Willow, will be my

said it, so he would do

The night deepened.

be small, but it had everything

City was

in terms of size or population, could not compare to those first tier

this place was not necessarily worse

It could rival them.

began. Some people turned off their lights to

nightlife was vivid, and the neon lights

the top room of

room was

muscular man in his 30s. He rested his elbows on

buzz cut

not look

eyes and the cold expression

saw this person, they would

underworld forces, Flint

at least several hundred people under him, so one could not

this is