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?”

Adam’s apple rolled

“I’m not sure.”

replied with a slight

apple rolled again as he

not help thinking if Sean did

must be someone with a

to frighten Sean n thus kick him out of

Simon’s idea was laughable if Sean was

you cut

you know

a cripple know

believe for the life of her that Sean

“But… but…”

scratched his head but still could

everyone watching, the 100 men in black trench coats surrounded Sean with weapons

men who were going to attack Sean paled and

idle low–level delinquents like them compare with people

like them were unworthy of holding

fear when they saw the

the f*ck is trying to

black trench coats held a steel pipe with one hand over his shoulder as he stepped

I’m here

with dyed blonde hair recognized the

Mr. Kyle as he took out

Slap!

C

sneer on his face, Mr. Kyle reached out and slapped away the

blonde hair dared not

me, what are you doing

to bring people with

the young man with dyed blonde hair,

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

only paid

with dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense

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