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 twice

“I’m not sure.”

Madam Quinn replied with a

rolled again as

could not help thinking if Sean did call these

must be someone with a terrifying

finding someone to frighten Sean n thus kick him

idea was laughable if

you cut it

do you

could a cripple know

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

“But… but…”

head but still could not tell

100 men in black trench coats surrounded

men who were going to attack Sean paled and

could idle low–level delinquents like them compare with people

say that delinquents like them were unworthy of

teeth chattered with fear when they saw the fierce–looking

the f*ck is trying to make

a steel pipe with

Kyle, it’s me. I’m here to run some

dyed blonde hair recognized the strong man and walked forward

Kyle as he took

Slap!

C

face, Mr. Kyle reached out and slapped away the cigarette held

hair dared not get angry,

me, what are

you permission to bring

with dyed blonde hair, shaking the steel pipe

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid to do

dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense of

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255