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.”

Quinn replied

apple rolled

if

be someone with a

Sean n thus kick him

if

you cut

you

a cripple know these

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

“But… but…”

head but still could not

100 men in black trench coats

were going to attack Sean

low–level delinquents like them compare

exaggeration to say that delinquents like them were unworthy of holding these

delinquents paled as their teeth chattered with fear when they saw the fierce–looking

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

trench coats held a steel pipe with one

Mr. Kyle, it’s me. I’m here

dyed blonde hair recognized the strong man and walked forward as

called Mr. Kyle as he

Slap!

C

out and slapped away the cigarette

blonde hair dared not get angry, still standing

me, what are

permission to bring people with you

blonde hair,

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid to

dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense of foreboding in his

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