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

“I’m not sure.”

Madam Quinn replied with

rolled again as he

if Sean

someone with a terrifying

frighten Sean n thus kick him out of the

laughable if Sean

you cut

you

cripple know

for the life of her that Sean could get a hundred people

“But… but…”

but

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

who were going to

could idle low–level delinquents like them compare with people

delinquents like them were unworthy of holding these thugs

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

who the f*ck is trying to

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

I’m here to run some

hair recognized the strong

as

Slap!

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

dyed blonde hair dared not get

are you

you permission to bring people with

the young man with dyed blonde hair, shaking

“Mr. Kyle, We… we…

paid to do

with dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling

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