The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 502

Chapter 502

“Young Master Zimmer, I dare not lie to you!

“I would be looking for trouble if I tried to lie to you.”

The tattooed young man waved his hands and shook his head as he explained.

Quill glared at the tattooed young man for a couple of seconds before snorting coldly and speaking.

“Hmph! I don’t think you’d dare to lie to me either.”

He was supremely confident that the tattooed young man dared not lie to him.

After all, these men were just his lapdogs.

“But is Sean the cripple that tough?

“More than 30 people couldn’t even hold him. Why do I feel like you’re shooting a movie?

“Can you f*cking learn that kind of martial arts in the army?”

Quill tapped on the table, puzzled.

“Young Master Zimmer, I don’t know if you can learn martial arts.

“But I heard that any one of those soldiers can fight ten.”

The tattooed young man fell silent for two seconds before whispering.

“But you must understand that he’s only a cripple right now.”

Quill reached out and tapped on the table as he said with a frown.

The tattooed young man was also taken aback instantly when he said that.

No matter what Sean used to do, he was only a cripple now!

With a crippled body, he alone could already knock down so many people.

If he was not disabled, how f*cking terrifying could he be?

“Fortunately, he will never recover.

“If not, I reckon he’ll become a bit of a handful if he has the chance to get up on his feet.”

Quill slowly lit a cigarette, took a sip of it, and muttered to himself with a frown.

“Young Master Zimmer, what do we do?

“How about having someone take care of him when he’s alone?

“No matter how strong he is, he will run out of energy. If there’s enough of us, we can get him by wearing him out.”

The tattooed young man spoke gently, a gleam of malice in his eyes.

and waved a hand in rejection. “He will keep

easy

us, we will become

Quill temporarily gave up

biggest goal was to send Sean a warning

goal had

we just going to have to swallow it, Young

we letting the

man looked at Quill and

“Haha…”

sneer

“He’s just a loser.

countless ways to torture

won’t touch him, but I can have someone else do it for

reached out to touch his chin, a

was scared to ask further,

The next day.

At 2 p.m.

more guests arrived at Old

of them was

stood a young man of about his own

wore an expensive

on his wrist was worth at

Quinn, let me introduce

is Reach For Will Group’s

him to Old Madam Quinn

a seat,

Quinn froze at this. Then she quickly beckoned Wade

that no one

Wade was Reach For Will Group’s senior executive, and his status was

City–big and small, would

kind, Old

kind of friends with

a kind person

to pay a special

he spoke with

lot of money to invite him over.

course.

As long as you

Quinn smiled and became more cordial toward

holds an important position at Reach

can just

down and reminded

can I be straight

Quinn paused

Old Madam

Wade nodded, looking gracious.

years. Though we’re not exactly the biggest in the business, we’re not

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