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

at

“Get rid of them.”

his crew immediately rushed

advanced toward the

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

“You’re pretty good.

of time before I

had just finished yelling at Sean,

with a chainsaw

rang, the man with a chainsaw fell straight

a chainsaw’s face filled with

the chainsaw and swung it at

with a

blood spattered, his left arm fell limp to

man’s other arm with another

he fell to the ground and howled in pain after suffering

others could not give any trouble

after Daniel and his crew struck

when he saw