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.”

and Harry immediately let

that Quill

get hurt that easily, he would never

“You loser””

he jumped up and swung at

Swoosh!

steel knife swept,

Swoosh!

sound of the blade cutting through flesh rang as the sharp blade

cutting through butter, it

Thump!

Quill’s hand hit the

gushed from the

an open faucet

froze instantly, staring at his wrist with

pain nerves had not yet been

the searing pain made Quill shriek

“Ah! My hand Argh

up into the

was no

as

Swoosh!

Swish!

next second, Quill’s other

hands fell to the ground,

end of both arms were only bleeding

“Ah!”

screams were

I was wrong. I

hands back. I

almost fainted with pain, but he tried

before Sean and tried to

not even

“It’s too late.”

his foot and landed it

by Sean and then kicked to the side

HSSS!

bald and burly man and the rest gasped at the

kind of person

remaining calm, as if

more the bald and burly man and the

stood next to the

so many people in the room that they could not see what Sean was doing to

to Quill’s miserable cry, they knew what pain

“Mr. Quinn, this… this…”

paled with fear as he

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