The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1200

Chapter 1200

Back in the day, Zander was the leader of Sean’s personal guard.

How could he get to that position if he was incapable?

Zander might not be as tough as Sean, but he could easily deal with 30 or 50 ordinary adults.

Thump!

Bang!

One after another, young men fell to the ground, unable to get up.

You could even hear screams ringing continuously.

Zander had knocked down half of the crowd in a minute.

These people could never even hit Zander.

“F*ck! F*ck! How crazy!”

“This is awesome. Is he a martial artist?

“Hsss! How strong! He’s strong!”

The people in the market were aghast.

Woody, Tyson, and Tanya, also widened their eyes in disbelief.

They thought Sean, Zander, and the cripple Jeffrey would be easy to deal with since there were only three of them.

However, they did not expect Sean to do nothing and ask Zander to fight alone.

Besides that, Zander alone could easily knock down two dozen of them.

Thump!

Woody gulped.

They had f*cking hit a snag.

“That loser Jeffrey. How… How did he have such a strong friend…”

Tyson’s eyes widened, nervous.

Thump!

Zander clapped his hands when the last young man fell to the ground, looking relaxed.

More than two dozen people lay on the ground, moaning.

subconsciously checked the time.

was exactly three minutes since

want to fight

glancing

in the face and did not say a

this your car? I’ll take

got straight into Woody’s car.

got

Vroom vroom!

started as the

and the rest

more people over, but he was not sure they could defeat

have something to tell you.”

eyes moved, and she grabbed the

who do you think you are?”

in his eyes caused Tanya to quickly

your name Woody?”

asked indifferently as the car pulled up

“Yes… Yes…”

slightly but nodded anyway.

who are obedient.”

overpowered Woody.

“You… You mean…”

he meant and nodded

too many

Tyson and said indifferently.

do what Jeffrey could not

“Got it.”

silent for two seconds before nodding.

Sean was trying to get him to cripple Tyson’s

and the car moved

a sigh of

had been wet with

if it was

forceful skills failed to deter him.

had never

could not help but feel scared. “Brother Woody…”

Woody and spoke

“F*ck you!

almost killed me!”

Woody grabbed Tyson and

to

he

when I

angrily and turned to

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