The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 100

The moment Sean Lennon finished speaking, Quill Zimmer was so angry he spat through gritted teeth, “You f*cking…”

Quill pointed at Sean and was just about to unleash his wrath on Sean.

Smack!

Sean lifted his arm. Once again, another resounding slap was heard.

Thump thump thump!

Quill was forced back by Sean’s slap, and he could not help but stumble a few steps backward.

Both his cheeks were swelling up fast.

The handprint on his cheeks was also clearly visible.

“F*ck! You loser!

“Finish him!” cradling his cheeks, Quill roared furiously.

At that moment, the six burly bodyguards behind him snapped back to their

senses.

They had been with Quill for a very long time and they had never seen him on the receiving end of beatings before.

It was always them dishing out the beatings for him. Since when was their side the one at the receiving end of things?

That was why they had been dumbfounded when Sean slapped Quill. They had been absolutely stunned.

Now that their master had spoken, how could they dare to not move?

“Young man, how dare you slap Young Master Zimmer?

“I think you really have no idea what exactly you’ve done!”

One burly bodyguard scoffed coldly and reached out his humongous hand, about to hold Sean in a chokehold.

As ‘guard dogs‘, they had gotten used to following Quill around town, painting the town red, and forcing others to submit to their authority.

They were also extremely used to bullying, taunting, and similar activities.

This was a bunch of mean, ruthless bullies!

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if Sean was a disabled person, they would show

man used all his strength in an attempt to lock Sean in a chokehold.

a puppet on the floor, forced to

not seem to flinch, nor did he

hide.

immediately snaked out as quickly as a hare and grabbed

Boom! Crack!

of the burly man was quickly twisted

out.

were being dislocated by how crisp the bone–breaking

was so strong it stunned

“Ahhh!”

man’s mouth.

once more. A slap

Smack!

burly man’s face, forcing him

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slowly. There was still no change in

quick, brutal, and

men were all

even stand. How was he so

back down. He refused to believe

“Continue! Go on!”

his swollen

five bodyguards looked at each other and launched

Some punched. Others kicked.

five bodyguards surrounded Sean, trapping him in the middle

Boom! Smack!

Thunk!

Crack!

Smack!

“Ahhhh! Gasp! Ahhhh!”

were thrown, and the sound of flesh being hit was

sharp inhales and wails of agony in

The five bodyguards fell to the ground in different

take more than a minute for the

bodyguards were all sprawled on the

them were injured, and they were

was still seated

and crossed them over his legs. Sean was not flustered, nor was he panting or catching his

been as easy for him as flicking

Quill was stunned.

he have thought that Sean the cripple