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!”

accelerator, and zoomed away, completely ignoring

On the other side.

the Soaring Wyvern

down, held his breath, and walked carefully before

with your phone

sat in his office, his tone was

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

he tucked his tail in as much as

if you’re

“F*ck!”

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

“Boom!”

dare to flinch as he endured

“Plop!”

down sprawled on the floor, blood trickling down from

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

on Sam was

“You blind idiot!

allows you to stand up!” After smashing the ashtray on

was very polite

of the phone call, Sean asked softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon, please listen

“I don‘t want explanations.

just want to see

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...”

he was deathly afraid. “Mr. Lennon, I already have Sam Matthews kneeling down here, and when you come

“No need.

bury you in the valleys. “If 1, Sean Lennon am with you, you‘re a beautiful wine

Who was he?

comrades were those that were with him as they battled and bathed in blood! Flint Howard and the likes of him, frankly, were nothing but tools to

arrogance,

He understood