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!”

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

On the other side.

Soaring

his breath, and

with your

his office, his tone was

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

his tail in as much as he could, looking as small

if you’re

“F*ck!”

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

“Boom!”

to flinch

“Plop!”

floor, blood

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

on

“You blind idiot!

until 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.

very polite

the second time now, right?” On the other end of the phone call, Sean asked softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon, please listen to my explanation...”

“I don‘t want explanations.

want

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 like he was about to

“M–Mr. Lennon...”

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

“No need.

Lennon am with you, you‘re a beautiful wine glass. If I am

Who was he?

king. His comrades were those that were with him as they

arrogance, but liarsh

He understood the