The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 490 With a cold look in his eyes, Sean released the brakes of his wheelchair and propelled the wheel rim backward.

Bang!

The wheelchair went so fast that it ran straight into a young man’s leg.

The young man felt pain in his leg and wobbled slightly, almost losing his balance. Sean suddenly reached out and grasped the steel pipe in the young man’s hands. Then he snatched it.

The whole process was so smooth. Before the young man even realized it, Sean had taken his weapon from him.

Swoosh!

The next moment, Sean swung the steel pipe and headed for the front

He was so fast that it even caused a rustling sound.

“Bang! Clang! Clang! Bang!” Steel pipes collided with each other, making the clattering sound of metal.

There were even two sparks flying from the force of the impact.

There was a continual clattering as if iron bars were being hammered on banisters.

“Hsss! My hand…”

The next moment, the twenty or so young men stepped back in surprise.

Even the tattooed young man also had tremors in his palm and tingles in the space between his forefinger and thumb.

a

impactful bounce from the steel pipe made him feel severe pain in the space between his forefinger and thumb so much that the steel pipe

calm that it looked as if he had not been affected at

move.

he must be to be able to counter more than twenty people in an instant? No one was able

came back to themselves, the twenty or so people who

man gritted his teeth. He wanted to curse Sean but was at a loss. They outnumbered Sean a dozen times and were all able-bodied. They should have been able to easily beat him to the ground and make him beg for mercy. However, what happened caught them all by surprise. “F*ck! Keep fighting!”

Swoosh!

two dozen men rushed

Bang! Clang!

expression remained unchanged as he held the steel

blocked off

eyes were cold as he looked for the right opportunity to hit those

another scuffle, another dozen people out of the twenty or so young

“Gosh!”

girl in the car was

not believe what she was

not believe how tough a cripple she thought needed help

could

they believed it or not, the truth lay

who were originally sneering with

same place with steel pipes in their hands. They were at a

tattooed young

teeth,