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,

On the other side.

Soaring Wyvern

held his breath,

your

in his office, his tone

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

body was hunched up in a curl as he tucked his tail in as much as he could, looking as small and careful as

if you’re

“F*ck!”

seat abruptly, reached for the ashtray on his

“Boom!”

dare to flinch as he endured the

“Plop!”

down sprawled on the floor, blood trickling

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

on Sam was

“You blind idiot!

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

was very polite before

softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon, please listen to my

“I don‘t want explanations.

just want to see

right?” Sean‘s tone was calm, but it was tliis calmness that made Flint

“M–Mr. Lennon...”

already have Sam Matthews kneeling down here, and when you come over, he would apologize to you

“No need.

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

Who was he?

only Nine–star Commander. In the vastness of the military world, no one would disobey him, for he was king. His comrades were those that were with him as they battled and bathed in blood! Flint Howard and the likes of him, frankly, were

was not arrogance,

was a clever man. He understood the reality of