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

down, held his breath, and walked

your

his office, his

“Y–yes, Boss Flint…”

he tucked his tail in as much as he could, looking as small and careful

down if

“F*ck!”

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

“Boom!”

dare to flinch as

“Plop!”

on the floor,

he struggled to kneel once 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 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

on Sam was

“You blind idiot!

the ashtray on the ground, Flint picked up his phone and gave Sean a call. “Cough. Hello,

was very polite before

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

“I don‘t want explanations.

just want to

time and time again. Is that right?” Sean‘s tone was calm, but it was tliis

“M–Mr. Lennon...”

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

“No need.

you‘re a beautiful wine glass. If I am not, you‘re nothing

Who was he?

the army, the 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

not arrogance, but

man. He understood the reality of