The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 541

Chapter 541

Under the lights, hundreds of bald thugs marched forward in unison.

Their black trench coats flapped in the wind, making them look grim.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers subconsciously stepped back.

No one dared to stop these people.

“Haha, are you gonna attack?”

A strong man in front of the crowd of men in black trench coats sneered before opening his coat to take out a gleaming steel pipe from around his waist. 1

Swoosh!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

When the strong man took out the steel pipe, those behind him followed suit.

Hundreds of fierce–looking strong men in black made a terrifying sight for others with the weapons in their hands.

The crowd outside winced and stepped back silently again.

Shane and Jay widened their eyes and looked on in shock.

Whose men were these?

They did not bring them here!

It was just Sean. They thought more than 30 delinquents could take Sean down easily, so they would not bring that many people here.

Then what were these people doing here?

The crowd in the hotel lobby on the first floor was also slightly confused.

It looked like a scene from a movie, making them find it unrealistic.

“Grandma, these people aren’t here to help Sean, are they?”

apple rolled twice before

“I’m not sure.”

Quinn replied with

Adam’s apple rolled again as

if

someone with

talked about finding someone to frighten Sean n thus kick him out of

if Sean was capable of

you cut it

you

could a cripple

snorted coldly. She could not believe for the life of her that Sean could get a hundred

“But… but…”

head but still could not tell

black trench coats surrounded Sean with weapons in their

who were going to attack Sean

them compare

delinquents like them

delinquents paled as their teeth chattered with fear when they

me see who the f*ck is trying to make themselves the boss of

man leading the men in black trench coats held a steel pipe with one hand over his

it’s me. I’m here to run some

hair recognized the

as he took out a

Slap!

C

a sneer on his face, Mr. Kyle reached out and slapped away the cigarette held by the

man with dyed blonde hair dared

me, what are

bring people with you

blonde hair, shaking the steel pipe in his

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

only paid

dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense

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