The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Zander ignored the blonde guy and the green-haired guy and immediately returned to Sean.

He followed Sean and walked back toward the hotel again.

They looked calm as if they were not the ones who had knocked down two of Ocean City’s wealthy heirs at the parking lot earlier.

“Mr. Lennon, these two punks ignorantly provoked you. If we let them go so easily, isn’t it a little…”

Before Zander could finish speaking, Sean chuckled and said, “They’re only kids. Our real target hasn’t shown up yet.”

Zander’s expression changed slightly at this, and soon his eyes darkened.

Anyone going after Sean would have to go through Zander and his fists first.

As if sensing what the man next to him was thinking, Sean said again, “Relax. They’re nobodies.

City, we have no one

nodded slightly, but he did not let his

Sean and Zander were out of sight

the ground had stopped moving. Fortunately, his chest was still heaving,

me, Alex. I didn’t want that man to beat me up, so I can only beat you

now. When you discharge, I’ll get you ten… no! 20 pretty

into his car, which then roared out of

in one of Ocean Hotel’s rooms,

“You failed?

you failed. I’ll wire you five million dollars later for

man hung up

figures besides the man in the

looked like bodyguards. They were standing on either side of the man, their eyes constantly scanning around as if they were

opposite the man sat an old man with