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.”

replied with a slight

apple rolled

thinking if

be someone with a

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

idea was laughable if Sean

will you cut it

you

could a cripple

of her that Sean could get a hundred people to back

“But… but…”

scratched his head but still could not tell

everyone watching, the 100 men in black trench coats surrounded Sean with weapons in their

were going to attack Sean paled and

could idle low–level delinquents like them compare with people from the

no exaggeration to say that delinquents like them were

fear when they

f*ck is trying to

held a steel pipe

Kyle, it’s me. I’m here

man with dyed blonde hair recognized the strong man and

as

Slap!

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

with dyed blonde hair dared not get angry,

are

gave you permission to bring people with you

the young man with dyed blonde hair, shaking the steel

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid to

dyed blonde hair trembled,