The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“Mr. Lennon, are these losers trying to attack you?’

Daniel looked hostilely at the Lake family bodyguards and said in a cold voice.

Sean smiled inexplicably and said, “What do you think?”

“F*ck! How dare they disrespect you, Mr. Lennon? Boys! Cripple them!”

Daniel understood what Sean meant and shouted.

Hundreds of Optimus Security Services’ members instantly pounced at the bodyguard closest to them as if he had done them a great personal wrong.

Three times as many men meant one bodyguard had to fight against at least three of Optimus’ members.

The abilities of Optimus’ members were undoubtedly not what the Lake family’s bodyguards could handle. Besides, it was three against one.

“F*ck! Bro! Let’s talk it out. Don’t hit me in the face!”

“Ah! Where are you hitting? What if you hit me in the nuts?”

“Ah! Help! Somebody help me!”

dozens of the Lake family’s bodyguards who had been glaring at Sean lay on the ground, moaning slightly

and Kennedy were a little rattled by

one left to fight, they

watched by hundreds of fearsome burly

Winters gulped, a little

He’s one

finally spoke, prompting the Optimus team to take their

a grateful look

guys at Optimus Security Services put too much pressure on him, not

toast three glasses of wine in your honor as

men are a little boisterous. Don’t let them

with a

Winters waved his hand magnanimously, indicating

want us to fight these two shifty-eyed

and Curtis with a cold glint in

with a grim look, “Sean! What are you trying