The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

His clothes could not conceal his strong muscles.

“You Lennon!” the young man shouted at Geena as if he was about to hit Geena violently.

Michael was shocked to see that.

The man was Theodore’s son, Carson Davis, who Theodore had trained since childhood.

He was a formidable fighter. His punch could crush rocks and more. It was a piece of cake to him. He could even punch a car and make it tremble.

It was impressive enough that Geena could fight 100 men alone, and he was certainly stronger than Carson. However, Geena had just fought, and no one knew how much strength he had left.

If Carson accidentally damaged his internal organs or something, the consequences could be quite severe.

“Calm down, Carson! We’re here to solve problems, not make trouble. You can’t get into a fight with Dr. Lennon.”

are friends, so I won’t touch you first. But if you say

instantly rendered

with concern and saw Geena walking toward Carson with a

scene took the

he probably can’t last three rounds if

going to listen to me patiently,

looked furious. “Me getting beaten up? Dream on. Who do

up first before hearing your damn explanation!” With a roar, Carson lunged

before he could get close to

out a howl from the kick. He flew backward like a broken kite

get up and

went up and

again, could no longer speak after suffering the second kick. He felt

not help trembling violently when