The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 1615

Bolot was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

Toys?

My father’s weapon experts created these two batons. They were easy to carry, solid, and reliable. And most importantly, low in cost. They were successful designs. But now, the young man called them toys?

Is he joking?

As if he had read Bolot’s mind, Moana said indifferently, “What’s the matter? Are you upset that I called them toys?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Moana’s hands pressed slightly harder.

They heard a cracking sound in Moana’s hands. The two black batons made of wrought iron had cracked!

When Moana let go, the two batons broke in the middle, and the part it broke was full of cracks. The pieces fell to the ground like glass. There was a clanging sound, and the shattered fragments fell.

It was obvious at first glance that they were ruined and could not be used again.

cold gasps in the

broken iron

Is he even human?

human be

scene with trepidation as they were filled

eyes, but a monster

“I’m sorry… I quit!”

quit! Hire someone else, Young Master

burst out of

alone

you must be good enough to

he had a kind smile, it looked

Bolot backed away in a panic, instantly crashing into the dining

His legs

despised him even more

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