The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 617

Chapter 617

Sean shook his head and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

“Hello.”

Sean answered the phone as if no one else was around.

“Is it?”

After a few seconds, Sean frowned slightly, but he quickly raised his eyebrows soon after.

“Ok.”

Sean responded and hung up the phone slowly afterward.

Jon and the three were all staring at Sean.

Under the gazes of the three of them, Sean slowly got up with an incomprehensible smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

“I don’t know if Mr. Zimmer likes this clock?”

Sean asked in a calm tone as he pointed to the glossy black grandfather clock.

“You’ll regret it if you dare to insult the Zimmer family.”

Jon glanced at the glossy black grandfather clock with eyes full of threats.

However, Sean was not affected by the slightest bit and still kept his expression unchanged.

“Now, you all listen to me carefully.

“I’ll give the Zimmer family a week.

“Within this week, my armor and the Guardian Sword that was taken by Quill Zimmer before, I want it to be returned to me without any damage.

“Also, I want the entire Zimmer family to get the f*ck out of River City.

“This way, you can save yourself from death.”

Sean stood up straight. His words were sonorous and forceful with an undeniable majesty.

Jon and his son, as well as the female assistant, were all rooted to the spot.

not know whether they should be angry

aura that seemed to be innate in Sean’s body really made people dared not underestimate

what the h*ll are you playing

“I tell you…”

at Sean, and

Swoosh!

took a step

Quill.

suddenly stretched out like a vice and caught

accuracy.

you think I’m still the cripple I used to

of ridicule that appeared at the corner of

as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat and he was forced to swallow his

because I don’t want to

with one hand and coldness flashed in

go of my

care what

dare to touch a single hair on his head, I’ll definitely have you die

his hands on the table suddenly. His tone was

“Haha…”

this, Sean slowly shook his head

stretched out another arm, swung it into the air, and then slapped Quill

Smack!

resounded in the office in

to fly backward more than three meters, and

imagine how powerful Sean’s

Bonk! Thump!

on the desk and he almost passed

the battlefield, who do you

“And you dare to

say such threats to

neckline. The playfulness in his eyes

“You!”

anger at this time and his whole body was shaking

“Remember what I said.

give the

be back in a

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