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?”

rolled

“I’m not sure.”

replied with a

Adam’s apple rolled again

thinking if Sean did call

must be someone with a terrifying

talked about finding someone to frighten Sean n thus kick

Simon’s idea was laughable if Sean

you cut it

you know

a cripple know

believe for the life of her that Sean could get a hundred people

“But… but…”

but

black trench coats surrounded Sean

were going to attack Sean

like them compare with people

delinquents like them were unworthy of holding

their teeth chattered with fear when they saw the fierce–looking thugs

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

the men in black trench coats held a steel pipe with one hand over

I’m here to run some

the strong man and walked forward

fearfully called Mr. Kyle as

Slap!

C

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

with dyed blonde hair dared not get angry,

me, what are you

bring

dyed blonde

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

only paid to

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