The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Sean nodded and made a fish-taking-the-bait gesture at Zander.

Then, the two men exchanged the safes in their respective compartments without making any noise.

The two trucks set off and began their respective routes.

There was a wide road after leaving the city.

No one lived there, so the traffic was also scarce.

After driving for some distance, Sean, who was driving, saw a light in the distance.

As they drove closer to each other, the lights became more glaring.

Daniel, who was sitting in the passenger seat, complained.

“What the heck? Does the car in front of us know how to drive? Why use the high beam? It’s so bright. Are they not scared of blinding other drivers and crashing into them?”

“Here they come,” Sean said.

“Huh?” Daniel was confused. He had no idea what Sean was talking about.

High Organization,”

said that, Daniel’s and the

40 cars came this way,

high-beam lights shone on

of slowing down,

he saw this, “Gosh! Are these guys out of their minds? Are they going to crash into us? What’s

hit the

“Daniel, sit tight.”

“Huh?”

suddenly switched to fifth gear and

the truck hurtled

cars were thrown straight out on impact. Even

dented, so

other cars were not affected by the impact of the

the opportunity to surround the truck and

high speed, knocking the car in front of it into the

quickly steered the truck

sway from side to side, but Sean’s excellent driving skills made sure

the truck from all directions, and many of them collided with