The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Bonk!

He hit him right in the head, and the security guard fell to the ground.

Then Sean hit three more people with a sweep of the baton.

He seemed at ease with the common rubber baton.

He was so quick it was impossible to see his movements.

Bonk! Bonk! Bonk!

The sound of a baton hitting bodies rang again and again. Then the seven or eight security guards screamed and fell to the ground one by one.

They used the same weapon, but it depended on who was using it.

These ordinary people were no match for Sean.

At the very least, any security guard Sean hit with the baton would tremble in so much pain that they had to retreat.

At the very worst, their bones would be fractured, and they would scream in pain.

He did not stop as guards went flying here and there. In less than a minute, the fight was over. Seven or eight security guards lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Sean was still in the wheelchair, twirling the black rubber baton.

He kept a straight face as he remained indifferent.

The young man froze while the rich people around them were stunned.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

a result. Seven or eight strong men with weapons fought against a

seven or eight strong men

ordinary. He knows martial arts. “He really isn‘t. I want him to be

and billionaires around them discussed

confrontation instantly shocked a

whatever means you

and

“You! You!”

broken even forgot the pain and looked at Sean

must make

the walkie–talkie and call all the security guards to

if

babbled and grabbed a walkie–talkie from

leisure, entertainment, accommodation, and so on. With such

Lakeside Hotel. He did not believe that the cripple before him

young man gritted his teeth and roared. Then he

Just then, there was suddenly

young man cursed

Then another cold shout.ang.

“How dare you!

talking to!” The

collar suit, followed by two attendants, was striding

slightly. “The middle–aged

a good look at the man. “Mr... Mr. Zigger, what are you doing here?” The young man hurriedly put down the walkie–talkie

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