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,” Sean

Daniel’s and the other’s vision

way, all

high-beam lights shone on

of slowing down,

their minds? Are they going

had hit the front

“Daniel, sit tight.”

“Huh?”

and stepped hard

the engine, the truck hurtled forward like

out on

of the truck was slightly dented, so it was

cars were not affected by the impact of the two

surround the truck and rammed it

moved at high speed, knocking the car in

quickly steered the truck and

the cars made the truck sway from side to side, but Sean’s excellent driving skills made sure it did not

all directions, and many of them collided with each other because the truck dodged