The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 352

Mr. Matthews had received benefits from Quill Zimmer, so he was willing to reveal some things to him.

However, there were things that he did not dare to mention, not even a peep.

“Why are the Quinns untouchable?”

Quill was confused. The Quinn family were an empty shell of its past now. Unless, they had backgrounds that Quill did not know about?

“Young Master Zimmer, I’ll just give you some advice since we have gotten to know each other.

“If you don’t want the Zimmer family to get into trouble, please don’t touch the Quinn family.

“If you refuse to listen to me, just take it as I’ve said nothing. However, from today onwards, don’t go telling people that you know me.”

After Sam finished talking, he hung up quickly.

Quill was left flabbergasted in his car.

Was Sam telling the truth?

Why could he not touch the Quinns?

Quill had no idea that the Quinns had such formidable background.

How would they get the Zimmer family in trouble?

“Pffft, what nonsense!

“If I believe you, I’m af l!

“Mere idiots of the Quinn family, how could they cause trouble to us, the Zimmers?

“What a ridiculous joke!”

on the accelerator, and zoomed away,

On the other side.

Soaring

down, held his breath,

with your phone

in his office, his

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

hunched up in a curl as he tucked his tail in as much as

if

“F*ck!”

the ashtray on his table, and smashed it hard, right on

“Boom!”

to flinch as he

“Plop!”

down sprawled on the floor,

a single word as he struggled to kneel once again. People of the underworld had their ways of doing things and were subjected to the laws of the underworld. If one could survive in the underworld, how could they not be violent? For Flint to be where he was, for him to be able to control hundreds of subordinates that did not dare to go against him, he had to

blow on Sam

“You blind idiot!

Mr. Lennon comes and allows you to stand up!” After smashing the ashtray on the ground, Flint picked up his phone and gave Sean a call. “Cough. Hello, Mr. Lennon,

was very

softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon,

“I don‘t want explanations.

want

placed you on that position just for your subordinates to come to attack me time and time again. Is that right?” Sean‘s tone was calm, but

“M–Mr. Lennon...”

Sam Matthews kneeling down here, and when you come over, he would apologize to you personally...” Flint took a deep breath as plead laced

“No need.

I can put you up on the mountains, I can also bury you in the valleys. “If 1, Sean Lennon am with you, you‘re a beautiful wine glass. If I am not, you‘re nothing

Who was he?

His comrades were those that were with him

not arrogance, but

He understood