The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 242

Bill felt a rush of cool air rising to the top of his skull from the soles of his feet.

He felt like he got an electric shock.

Bill was confident because he was not worried even if Sean could get Candine District‘s government official to come.

From Candine District to River City, Bill was only frightened by one person.

It was his boss, Flint.

Now, Sean contacted Flint.

He had no idea that a cripple like Sean knew Flint!

Bill‘s face went pale as lie trembled.

The smiles on the faces of Natalie and the others faded.

They often drank and played games with big shots and could read his expression.

Judging from Bill‘s behavior, they realized the person on the other end of the line was not ordinary.

“Tell me who I am?”

Flint‘s tone was a little grim.

Bill trembled and straightened up when he heard that.

“Boss... Boss, I... I didn‘t know it‘s you...”

After straightening up, Bill held the phone in both hands and nodded as he explained.

“What the f*ck...”

Natalie and the beautiful escorts were stunned!

the bodyguards in the Emperor‘s Room widened their

Who was Bill?

the boss

Wallace, no one in Candine District dared

person on the other end

terrifying would that person have

was their boss‘

really had no idea that you and

startled look

you know

voice on the other side of the line

Lennon

paused for two seconds before

Let me ask you

be respectful to Mr. Sean Lennon if you ever meet him

ignore what

finished speaking, Bill could not help but shudder at the piercing

remembered why Sean’s name

had ordered them to be respectful if they ever met Mr. Sean Lennon in

too, but he did not pay it any

ignore what Flint said. They only know a name, but not his age

in River City with that name. Bill could not

who he was!

he dared not argue that

I’m sorry. It’s all

give me a

wanted to slap himself in

dared not be rude in

influential in River City, having countless

had also recently killed Charles and

of the underworld, Flint’s influence stretched far and wide

obedient if he wanted to stay in River

don’t want to talk to