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!”

coldly, stomped on the accelerator, and zoomed away, completely

On the other side.

Soaring

held his breath, and walked carefully

with your

his office, his

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

in a curl as he tucked his tail in as much as he could, looking as

down if

“F*ck!”

from his seat abruptly, reached for the ashtray on his

“Boom!”

to flinch as he

“Plop!”

fell down sprawled on the floor, blood trickling down from his

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 be extremely

blow on Sam was

“You blind idiot!

comes and allows you to stand up!” After smashing the ashtray on the ground, Flint picked up

was very

is the second time now, right?” On the other end of the phone call, Sean asked softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon,

“I don‘t want explanations.

just want to see

position just for your subordinates to come to attack me time and time again. Is that right?” Sean‘s tone was calm, but it was tliis calmness that made Flint tremble with rear

“M–Mr. Lennon...”

Lennon, I already have Sam Matthews kneeling down here, and when you come over, he would apologize to you personally...” Flint took

“No need.

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 but shards of broken glass.” Sean spoke slowly. He had never regarded Flint and the rest as his

Who was he?

were with him as they battled and

arrogance, but

a clever man. He understood the reality