The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

However, the three men and Michael looked shocked three seconds later.

Within only three seconds, people approaching Rebbeca screamed miserably as they flew backward. They all fell to the ground and groaned.

In only three seconds, nearly a hundred men were incapacitated. Rebbeca continued moving without any sign of exhaustion.

Michael watched the scene blankly as if it was a dream.

“I’m not dreaming, am I?” He gave himself a hard pinch on the cheek as he spoke.

“Hiss.” Michael gasped. “Is this for real? But isn’t this too outrageous? Can one man pull off something that outrageous? Dr. Lennon is so scary. Is he born with divine powers like Hercules? The longer I live, the more I see.”

The three men’s expressions were particularly ghastly.

“Damn it. What’s the deal with this guy? Why is he capable of such things?”

do it? Why is he so strong? I don’t get

of us in such a short time.” The speaker

only good enough to

intimidate Moses, but who knew Rebbeca was so good at

fighting, he’s no match for hundreds of

“You’re right!”

men roared, “Boys, take out your

guards angrily pulled out their batons and

that the batons turned into a prop that accelerated these

a cowboy throwing his lasso. As the batons swooshed, the men were

looked like kids playing in a cornfield with sticks

passed in the blink of

screaming security guards were thrown in the air. Some fell directly to the ground, while some fell on cars, crushing the roof, and some accidentally fell on the trees and dangled there. However, dangling on the trees was also considered lucky. After all, they did not fall

were more than 100 people, but not one of them could