The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 308

Chapter 308 No one knew about why the previously quiet underworld blew up. Why it suddenly blew up, it was like a storm.

In just a moment…

Everyone feared for their own safety.

Flint’s men accurately located the small and medium-sized underground forces in River City.

Many leaders of small organizations had been uprooted without even knowing what had happened. Faced with Flint’s forces, all the underworld forces in River City only had two choices.

Submit.

Or be destroyed!

No force could survive this wave.

No one was given any face. Factions of the underworld had always been decisive and ruthless. Furthermore, as long as the conflict between the underworld organizations did not affect the normal people, the surface rulers would rarely ask about it.

With Sean’s support, Flint and the others had nothing to worry about.

This force was like a huge steamroller. He swept through all the underground forces in River City and flattened them. No one could stop it.

At River City, Night Rose Bar.

The biggest feature of Night Rose Bar was that there were many bar maids.

From young female students to mature young married women in their thirties, everything was available.

This was Joey’s territory.

She used to be Charles’s woman, and with his status, she naturally had a wide network.

say that Joey was an extremely

relied

Meanwhile, inside the room.

red, wine green, and neon lights

that made one’s blood flow faster

was wearing an extremely revealing, strapless miniskirt. Large patches of

and right sat a

was watching from the left and right,

Brother

moment, a young man walked to Joey’s side and reported in a

“Let him come over.”

was flushed with

arms walked into the room with five to six strong

people were the ones who had gone to deal

“How did it go?”

had everyone leave, she looked at the

the cripple you asked us to do in

not

youth went red, feeling

“What?”

Joey was stunned when she heard this, and then

a wheelchair. If word of this got out, would people not laugh their heads off? What else would they do, to bragging super fighters from some underground

“Sister Joey, it’s true.”

tattooed youth gritted his

bunch

me this kind

angry that she slammed the table with her hand and screamed, “In the future, don’t even

his nose

you, Charles has some loyal

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