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?”

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“I’m not sure.”

Madam Quinn replied with a

rolled

could not help thinking if

must be someone with a

to frighten Sean n

idea was laughable if Sean was capable

you

you know these

could a cripple know

the life of her that Sean could get a hundred

“But… but…”

but still

in black trench coats surrounded Sean with weapons in their

were going to attack

delinquents like them compare with

exaggeration to say that delinquents like them were unworthy of holding

with fear when they saw the fierce–looking

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

in black trench coats held a steel pipe with one

Mr. Kyle, it’s me. I’m here to

recognized the strong man and walked forward as he

Kyle as he took out a

Slap!

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

blonde hair dared not get angry,

what are

bring people with you so

young man with dyed blonde hair, shaking the steel pipe in his

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid

young man with dyed blonde hair trembled,