The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

It was because they had seen someone.

That person was among the police, and his uniform was different from the others. He was probably the chief of the police department.

A dozen or so police hurried over with the chief, Jonathan, and Jonathan’s bodyguard, Troy leading the way.

As soon as they arrived, Jonathan pointed to Benita and said triumphantly, “That’s him! He was the one who hit me on the train!”

Then Jonathan looked at Sandra again and said, “Didn’t you have a good time beating me? Go on! Do it again if you dare! I don’t think you have the guts to touch me now! But I’m going to arrest you today and lock you up in jail for at least six months, no matter what! Don’t worry. I’ll ask them to take good care of you. They’ll feed you chili juice and put you in the electric chair every day…”

“I look forward to it…” Sandra nodded with a smile.

Jonathan stopped hesitating and immediately ordered, “Get them! Arrest them all! Don’t let this old thing go either!”

so frightened that he trembled

to the ground. Not only Jonathan

was stronger, so four policemen pinned him down on the ground so hard

are you doing? You arrested the wrong guy! I told you to get him! Get the two b*stards!”

the police department laughed and shook his head. “Young Master Jensen, I didn’t arrest the wrong guy. You’re the one I’m arresting! Do you know who the two people standing in front of you

wide open. Troy’s face

was not them but the

hand over his heart and said with difficulty, “Don’t scare me, okay? I’m

the old man’s face was full of smiles. One could see that he

the chief standing before him, and so did