The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Conan yelled at Sean with his voice trembling, “Lennon! You want to send me to jail? Dream on!”

Conan yelled at the people around him, “Go and kill him! Kill them all, and I’ll give you 100 thousand dollars each.

“No, 200 thousand!”

People would do anything for money.

These people’s eyes lit up when they heard that, and they pounced on Sean and his crew.

Especially the man with a chainsaw who grabbed his saw and gave the cord a couple of hard tugs.

The chainsaw made a harsh noise as it activated immediately.

“Boss, how much are you paying me to cut this guy’s head off?”

“Three million!”

“Alright! The man with a chainsaw was instantly excited.

He gave Sean a vicious grin.

“I didn’t chop you with the saw before, but doing that now won’t make much difference. Go to hell!”

charged at Sean

at

“Get rid of them.”

immediately rushed

toward the

approached the man with a chainsaw, the man with a chainsaw eagerly swung his chainsaw at Sean’s body, but he missed Sean after swinging

“You’re pretty good.

It’s only a matter of

a chainsaw had just finished

kicked the man with a chainsaw on the

sound of bones shattering rang, the man with a chainsaw fell straight onto the

face filled with surprise at that

the chainsaw and swung it at

a chainsaw

blood spattered, his left arm

man’s other arm with another wave of the

stand as he fell to the ground and howled in pain after

could not give

after Daniel

froze when he saw