The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1962

Their eyes could not even catch Sean's movements anymore!

"Is this guy human?

“Can humans go that fast and are that strong?"

While the gangsters were in a daze, Sean had already moved. Whether a punch
or a palm strike, one hit could knock a gangster down and incapacitate them.
"Fight me! What are you waiting for?"

A gangster roared, but his voice trembled as he was frightened.

As soon as he said that, Sean stepped up to him and slapped him in the face.
Slap!

With a loud slap, the gangster flew out horizontally and hit the reception counter
hard.

The two female attendants at the back of the reception counter screamed in
horror while the gangster hitting the counter was convulsing as if he was having
an epileptic fit.

How strong.

He was so strong!

Everyone looked at the lightning-fast Sean in the crowd and could not believe
this was the speed humans could achieve.

The female attendants looked shocked.

The male security guards looked like they had seen a ghost.

Cheryl raised her hands and covered her open mouth. She was so shocked and
excited that she could hardly breathe.

Is this Sean Lennon?

Is this her immediate boss and the owner of the hotel?

"Why is he so strong and tough?"

"See that? This is what Commander is capable of doing."

Zander said with a chuckle.

It was also now that Cheryl suddenly realized that Zander did not address Sean
as Dr. Lennon or Mr. Lennon as the others did but as Commander.

"Zander, who the hell is Boss? Who are you?"

Cheryl asked, her voice trembling.

Zander looked at Sean, who was hitting the gangsters and sending them flying.
He hesitated for a while before turning to Cheryl and saying, "I can't be too
specific... Hmm, let me put it this way. Commander and I are both from the army
and have fought in countless wars. Needless to say, I'm no match for
Commander. And Commander has killed tens of thousands of enemies.

"Now, do you understand Commander's identity?"

Zander smiled broadly once he finished speaking.

Cheryl was so shocked that she was breathless. Her beautiful eyes were wide
open.

“Sean has killed tens of thousands of men?

"How horrifying!"

It was impossible to kill tens of thousands of pigs even if you wanted. Let alone
tens of thousands of men!

In just three minutes, only five or six gangsters were left standing.

They were slow, and Sean had taken care of the ones at the front-They were
now lying on the floor.

To be honest, Sean had gone easy on them.

He could have killed someone with a single punch if he had not held back on
them. Sean had only wounded them, incapacitating them so they would stop
resisting.

"Are you a monster..."

A gangster with an afro hairstyle asked nervously.

"What do youthink?"

Sean said calmly. With both hands, he twisted a steel pipe he had just taken from
a gangster.

Casually dropping the twisted pipe on the ground, Sean walked slowly toward the
gangsters.

These gangsters looked horrified as they backed away. One tripped over a fallen
companion and was sitting on the floor screaming amidst the chaos.