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.

that Joey was an extremely famous

little sisters who relied on

Meanwhile, inside the room.

were red, wine green, and

one’s blood flow faster

an extremely revealing, strapless miniskirt. Large patches of

sat a strong and

Joey, she was watching from the left and right, enjoying

Joey, Brother Sam is

man walked to Joey’s side and reported in a low

“Let him come over.”

face was flushed

with tattoos on his arms walked into the room with five to six strong men

ones who had gone to

“How did it go?”

everyone leave, she looked at

to do in

not beat

went red,

“What?”

Joey was stunned when she heard this, and then she stared at the tattooed youth in

down a cripple in a wheelchair. If word of this got out, would people not laugh their heads off? What else would

“Sister Joey, it’s true.”

youth gritted his

bunch of

me this kind of

the table with her hand and screamed,

touched his nose and

has some

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