The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 1090

Chapter 1090

Even if Quill did not grab Willow today, they would have attacked anyway.

Sean nodded gently and walked straight to Quill without saying anything.

‘Did I lose?”

Sean asked indifferently, looking condescendingly at Quill.

“You loser! You’re a loser! You will always be a loser!

“Try laying a hand on me. You’ll regret it!”

Quill’s eyes were red as he shouted like a madman.

Sean had lost interest in talking to him.

“Which hand did you hit Willow with?”

Sean asked in a whisper as he folded his cuffs.

“Commander, he doesn’t deserve having you hit him yourself.”

Zander lowered his voice and said to Sean.

“No, I want to do it myself.”

Sean shook his head and folded his other cuff.

Zander was silent for two seconds before handing the knife to Sean.

“Which hand hit her?”

Sean asked again, knife in hand.

“F*cking hit me! You loser!”

Quill was still swearing at Sean.

“If you can’t tell me which one, I’ll take it that you used both hands.”

As soon as Sean spoke, Harry pulled Quill’s right hand and pinned it to the ground,

“What the f*ck are you doing? Sean, let me go if you have the balls!

“Are you a man? Let go of me!”

Quill finally began to panic, struggling and shouting.

“Let him go.”

Sean nodded and said to Zander and Harry.

“Yes.”

Harry immediately

worried that

that easily, he would

“You loser””

moment Quill was released, he jumped up and swung at

Swoosh!

steel knife swept, glimmering

Swoosh!

of the blade cutting through flesh rang as the sharp blade swiped across Quill’s

butter,

Thump!

Quill’s hand

from the

an open faucet

staring at

pain nerves had not

the searing pain made Quill shriek ke apa gotten; slaughtered

“Ah! My hand Argh

cry shot up into the

no pity in Seans

blade flashed again as

Swoosh!

Swish!

second, Quill’s other hand was cut

ground,

end of both arms were only

“Ah!”

were

to the hospital. I was wrong. I beg you

hands

but he

tried

without his hands, he could not even do

“It’s too late.”

lifted his foot and landed it

hands were crushed by Sean and then

HSSS!

burly man and the rest gasped at the sight of

of person had

remaining calm, as if he

the rest

next

people in the room that they could

Quill’s miserable cry, they knew what pain Quill

“Mr. Quinn, this… this…”

little assistant’s face paled

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