The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Bonk!

He hit him right in the head, and the security guard fell to the ground.

Then Sean hit three more people with a sweep of the baton.

He seemed at ease with the common rubber baton.

He was so quick it was impossible to see his movements.

Bonk! Bonk! Bonk!

The sound of a baton hitting bodies rang again and again. Then the seven or eight security guards screamed and fell to the ground one by one.

They used the same weapon, but it depended on who was using it.

These ordinary people were no match for Sean.

At the very least, any security guard Sean hit with the baton would tremble in so much pain that they had to retreat.

At the very worst, their bones would be fractured, and they would scream in pain.

He did not stop as guards went flying here and there. In less than a minute, the fight was over. Seven or eight security guards lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Sean was still in the wheelchair, twirling the black rubber baton.

He kept a straight face as he remained indifferent.

The young man froze while the rich people around them were stunned.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

one expected such a result. Seven or eight strong

up knocking seven or eight

“He really isn‘t. I want him to be my bodyguard. He could charge any price. “You probably can‘t impress a guy like

billionaires around them discussed with

confrontation instantly shocked a

means

away and slowly

“You! You!”

man who had his fingers broken even forgot the pain

make

call all the security guards to come

my head off if I don‘t

man babbled and grabbed a walkie–talkie from a security

leisure, entertainment, accommodation, and so on.

the Riverleaf Lakeside Hotel. He did not believe that the cripple

his teeth and roared. Then he pressed

was suddenly a

man cursed without

Then another cold shout.ang.

“How dare you!

know who you‘re talking to!” The crowd subconsciously turned their heads

collar suit, followed by two attendants, was striding over grimly. The wealthy

his eye slightly.

doing here?” The young man hurriedly put down the walkie–talkie and put on an obsequious smiling face. Even though he was usually arrogant and domineering, he knew who

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