The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Mr. Lowe had set everything in a few words.

Jack nodded slightly and said, “That makes sense. Let’s do it.”

Leah’s face turned pale as she gritted her teeth and said, “I don’t have that kind of money.”

They were not favored by the Quinn family. It might also be a difficult task for Simon–the favorite member if he asked the Quinn family for two million dollars.

Therefore, there was no way she was going to get the money.

“You can’t afford it? How dare you behave so arrogantly if you can’t afford it?

“You even dared to casually beat people up. How pompous of you!

“I’m telling you. There are people in River City you can’t afford to cross.”

Mr. Lowe snorted coldly and said as he flicked his sleeve.

“I never care if I can afford to beat someone up.

“It depends on whether I want to beat them up.”

Once Mr. Lowe finished, there was suddenly a voice outside the door.

Then the door opened, and Sean propelled his wheelchair into the room.

“Uncle…”

Candy’s face lit up as soon as she saw Sean.

Leah was also happy, but then she became dejected.

‘So what if Sean came?

‘No one dared to defy Jack.‘

“Don’t be afraid. No one can hurt you while I’m here.”

Sean came up to Candy and smiled as he touched Candy’s head.

“Mr. Tomme, that’s the guy.”

Mr. Lowe immediately snorted coldly and said as he pointed at Sean.

Jack glanced at Sean’s wheelchair with disdain.

cripple

the attention, let alone talk

talk to them the last time he

he did not want to say another word

someone say that we can’t afford to beat up some

to beat him up, stand in front

and looked at Jack and

was silence in the room as

cripple’s a little

you seem quite

few seconds later, someone slowly emerged from the group

youth rolled his wrists as he walked

Slap!

as the youth walked up to Sean, Sean slapped him in

rang, and the youth covered

try and see if I’m

and see if I can afford to beat you

slowly withdrew his hand. He was swift

said, he

The crowd was dumbfounded.

when did a cripple

“F*ck you!”

youth, who was slapped, yelled and kicked at

flashed across Sean’s eyes. He sat still in the wheelchair,

and then he bent his fingers and flicked

“Hsss!”

The youth instantly gasped.

in his leg,

felt the strength of his legs

Thump!

gave way, and he fell onto the ground

leg Sean struck could not

what have you

frightened look on his face as he looked at

Sean sneered.

body had more than a

acupoint held

things could truly

was nothing to let the

people up in

and his tone of voice

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