The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 915

Chapter 915

The sword was standing rigidly from the coffee table just like the sword in the stone.

“What is this?”

The middle-aged man asked Felix’s father, frowning slightly.

“By the way, this is the murder weapon Sean used, Sir. His fingerprints must be on it!”

Felix’s father came to himself and rushed forward to pull the sword out.

However, the sword remained motionless even though he pulled until he clenched his teeth.

“Wait!”

The middle-aged man scowled as he went forward to reach for it, but he soon stopped slowly.

Then the middle-aged man suddenly froze as if he had recalled something.

“Well…”

The middle-aged man walked around the coffee table as he examined the sword carefully.

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The more he looked, the wider his eyes were, and the more shocked he was.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and asked in a shaky voice.

“Did… Did… Did he kill Felix with this sword?”

“Yes!”

Felix’s father nodded immediately.

“What did you say his name is?”

The middle-aged man asked again after being stunned for half a second.

“He’s… called Sean Lennon. He also gave us his address, not afraid of you going after him.

“He’s so arrogant!”

Felix’s father once again spoke without thinking.

“Of… Of course, he’s not afraid…”

only muttered without

what

Felix’s father looked startled.

only

a guillotine that can

about the consequences.

knew Felix

“What?”

paused suddenly before feeling his

the Xavian family

else did

middle-aged man asked again after being silent for

to get out of

senses, Felix’s father

you

want

head, and Felix’s father was stunned when he said

Souz River can’t

hell is

leave the sword here on

not explain much and

only had someone remove the

“Sir, you…”

Felix’s father was confused.

not dare to touch the

sending it over with the

said and left the

father froze and sank

had gotten away with ruining

bound to run into

now hit a

At the same time.

and his son were also

Quill answered the phone, Jon keenly noticed that Quill’s expression

Swoosh!

widened as his hands drooped. His eyes were full

“How are things?”

frown when Quill was

“Felix’s dead!”

deep breath before slowly

“What…

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