The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1090

Chapter 1090

Even if Quill did not grab Willow today, they would have attacked anyway.

Sean nodded gently and walked straight to Quill without saying anything.

‘Did I lose?”

Sean asked indifferently, looking condescendingly at Quill.

“You loser! You’re a loser! You will always be a loser!

“Try laying a hand on me. You’ll regret it!”

Quill’s eyes were red as he shouted like a madman.

Sean had lost interest in talking to him.

“Which hand did you hit Willow with?”

Sean asked in a whisper as he folded his cuffs.

“Commander, he doesn’t deserve having you hit him yourself.”

Zander lowered his voice and said to Sean.

“No, I want to do it myself.”

Sean shook his head and folded his other cuff.

Zander was silent for two seconds before handing the knife to Sean.

“Which hand hit her?”

Sean asked again, knife in hand.

“F*cking hit me! You loser!”

Quill was still swearing at Sean.

“If you can’t tell me which one, I’ll take it that you used both hands.”

As soon as Sean spoke, Harry pulled Quill’s right hand and pinned it to the ground,

“What the f*ck are you doing? Sean, let me go if you have the balls!

“Are you a man? Let go of me!”

Quill finally began to panic, struggling and shouting.

“Let him go.”

Sean nodded and said to Zander and Harry.

“Yes.”

immediately let go

not worried that Quill

that easily, he would never have become a nine-star

“You loser””

jumped up and swung at

Swoosh!

knife swept, glimmering coldly.

Swoosh!

sound of the blade cutting through flesh rang as the sharp blade swiped across

butter, it went smoothly

Thump!

Quill’s hand hit the

gushed from the

an open faucet

froze instantly, staring at his wrist with

nerves had not yet been

pain made Quill shriek

hand Argh

up into the sky it

no pity

again as he swung his

Swoosh!

Swish!

Quill’s other hand was cut

ground, and

arms were only bleeding stumps.

“Ah!”

screams were even louder.

me to the hospital. I was wrong. I

want my hands back. I beg you!”

fainted with pain, but he tried to put

knelt before Sean and tried to pick up his

even do the simple action of picking things.

“It’s too late.”

his foot and

crushed by Sean and then

HSSS!

the rest

had they messed with?

all this while remaining calm, as if he was used

more the bald and burly man and the rest thought about it, the more they

next to

room that they could not see

listening to Quill’s miserable cry, they knew what pain Quill was

this…

little assistant’s face paled with

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