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

On the other side.

Soaring Wyvern

his phone down, held his breath, and walked carefully before Flint

your

sat in his office, his tone was

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

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

down if

“F*ck!”

shot up from his seat abruptly, reached for the ashtray on his table, and smashed it hard,

“Boom!”

did not dare to flinch as he

“Plop!”

on the floor, blood trickling

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

on Sam

“You blind idiot!

the ashtray on the ground,

very polite

Sean asked softly. “... Yes, yes... Mr. Lennon, please listen to my explanation...” Flint was acting very

“I don‘t want explanations.

just want to

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...”

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

“No need.

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

Who was he?

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

arrogance, but

was a clever man. He understood the