The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 541

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?”

rolled

“I’m not sure.”

replied with

Adam’s apple rolled again as he

could not help thinking if Sean did call

someone

finding someone to frighten Sean n

was laughable if Sean was

will you

you

could a cripple know

coldly. She could not believe for the life of her that Sean could get

“But… but…”

his head but still could

in black trench coats

young men who were going to attack Sean paled and

them

that delinquents like them

chattered with fear when they saw the fierce–looking thugs walk

the f*ck is trying to make themselves the boss of River

steel pipe with one hand over his shoulder as he stepped

me. I’m here

with dyed blonde hair recognized the strong man and walked

called Mr. Kyle as

Slap!

C

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

blonde hair dared not get angry,

are

bring people with you

dyed blonde hair, shaking the

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid

man with dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense

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