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?”

Adam’s apple rolled twice before

“I’m not sure.”

Madam Quinn replied

Adam’s apple rolled again as he

help thinking if Sean did

must be someone with a terrifying

talked about finding someone to frighten Sean n thus kick him out of the

laughable if Sean was capable of

will you cut

do you know

a cripple know these

snorted coldly. She could not believe for the life of her that Sean could get a hundred people

“But… but…”

his head but still could not

in black trench

who were going to attack

them

say that delinquents like them

as their teeth chattered with fear when they saw the

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

coats held a steel pipe with one hand over his shoulder

it’s me. I’m here to run

recognized the strong

called Mr. Kyle as he took out

Slap!

C

and slapped away

young man with dyed blonde hair dared not get angry, still

me, what are you doing

to bring

with dyed blonde hair, shaking the steel pipe in

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

only paid to do

trembled, feeling