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.

a hand in rejection. “He will keep his guard up after

won’t be easy to deal with

if there are too many of us, we will become more

Quill temporarily gave up the

goal was to

that goal had been

have to

we letting the matter

tattooed young man looked at Quill and

“Haha…”

sneer

“He’s just a loser.

countless ways to

won’t touch him, but I can have someone

out to touch his chin, a sneer on

young man was scared to ask further, merely nodding his

The next day.

At 2 p.m.

guests arrived at

was

man of about

young man wore an

his wrist was worth at least

let me introduce

is Reach For Will Group’s senior executive,

him to Old Madam Quinn

a seat,

at this. Then she quickly beckoned Wade to sit

one would take lightly. Old Madam Quinn took it

regarded. Wade was Reach For Will Group’s senior executive,

and small, would treat Wade politely when

too kind, Old Madam

kind of friends

kind person and the family of a

came to pay

sat down slowly as he

spent a lot of money to invite him over. He would do a good job after getting paid,

course.

long as you don’t

Quinn smiled and became more cordial

holds an important

you can

and reminded Old Madam

be straight

paused and

ahead, Old

Wade nodded, looking gracious.

has been in River City for years. Though we’re not exactly the biggest in

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