The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 541

Under the lights, hundreds of bald thugs marched forward in unison.

Their black trench coats flapped in the wind, making them look grim.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers subconsciously stepped back.

No one dared to stop these people.

“Haha, are you gonna attack?”

A strong man in front of the crowd of men in black trench coats sneered before opening his coat to take out a gleaming steel pipe from around his waist. 1

Swoosh!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

When the strong man took out the steel pipe, those behind him followed suit.

Hundreds of fierce–looking strong men in black made a terrifying sight for others with the weapons in their hands.

The crowd outside winced and stepped back silently again.

Shane and Jay widened their eyes and looked on in shock.

Whose men were these?

They did not bring them here!

It was just Sean. They thought more than 30 delinquents could take Sean down easily, so they would not bring that many people here.

Then what were these people doing here?

The crowd in the hotel lobby on the first floor was also slightly confused.

It looked like a scene from a movie, making them find it unrealistic.

“Grandma, these people aren’t here to help Sean, are they?”

apple rolled twice

“I’m not sure.”

Quinn replied with a slight

apple rolled again as he

if Sean

someone

finding someone to frighten Sean n thus

was laughable if Sean was capable

you

do you know these

a cripple know

life of her that Sean

“But… but…”

scratched his head but

watching, the 100 men in black trench coats surrounded

who were going to

like them compare with people

exaggeration to say that delinquents like them were unworthy of holding these

paled as their teeth chattered with fear when they saw the

the f*ck is trying to make themselves the boss

strong man leading the men in black trench coats held a steel pipe with one hand over his shoulder as he

Mr. Kyle, it’s me. I’m here

hair recognized the strong man and walked

called Mr. Kyle as he took out

Slap!

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his face, Mr. Kyle reached out and slapped away the cigarette held by the young man with

dyed blonde hair dared not get

are you

gave you permission to bring people with you

the young man with dyed blonde hair, shaking the

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid to

young man with dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense of foreboding in