The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 488 There were nearly forty people in total The driver could not help
filling with apprehension at this point.

He had imagined so many people would want to carjack hinn!

Smack! The young man at the front with a toothpick in his mouth smacked away
the driver's cigarette box

“If you know what we're doing here, why don’t you ask the people in the car to
get out?” The young man turned his head slightly. The scorpion tattoo on his
neck stood out.

“Boys, let's talk this through. I picked up a cripple with no money today.

“I know the rules. How about this? I'll give you all the money I made today.
“What do you think?”

The driver said as he tried to grab his wallet.

“F*ck off!

“If you know the rules, get all your passengers to get out right now.” The young
man stepped forward again and smacked the wallet out of the driver's hand. The
driver quickly crouched down to pick up his wallet. He could not help giving a
long sigh. “Stand back, bro. I'll talk to them.” Just then, Sean slowly wheeled his
wheelchair to the front of the crowd. The driver was just about to stop him, but
Sean waved his hand and rejected.

“Just tell me what you want.” Sean looked at the young man and asked as he
went forward slowly. “We're short of money, so we're borrowing some from you.”
The young man smiled playfully when he saw Sean. Sean narrowed his eyes
slightly. Sarcasmn flashed across his eyes.

Was it realistic to have more than thirty men rob a taxi?

Therefore, Sean could sort of figure out what these people were really up to.
“Did that Zimmer boy send you?”

Sean slowly leaned forward, looked at the young man, and revealed a playful
smile.

After saying that, Sean keenly noticed a flicker of unease in the depths of the
young man’s eyes.

However, he soon covered it up

Sean already had the answer.

Quill had a grudge against Sean, and he had someone else to go after him.
However, he did not want to expose himself, so he pulled this stunt.

“Cut the crap. Give me all the money and anything of value you have on you.”
The young man frowned slightly and shouted at Sean. “Okay, I'll give them to
you.”

Sean nodded and was about to take out his wallet.

“That's not all. How dare you talk to me like that.

“So you must be punished.”

The young man folded his arms in front of him and did not care how much money
Sean took out.

When Sean heard that, he slowly stopped taking out his money,

“Are you seriously asking for trouble? Sean asked as he tilted his head slightly to
look at the crowd.

“Brother Tony, don’t waste your time on this. Let's get this over with and go
drinking.”

A lackey behind the young man whispered to the young man. “Hmph! I'd like to
see who's the one asking for trouble! Get him!

“All of you, get him together!”

The young man pointed to the group behind him. No fewer than twenty of them
surrounded Sean.

Quill told them Sean was trained in martial arts, so they brought so many people
here. “Hmph! Is this cripple crazy?

“You can’t do much, but you talk tough.”

The girl in the car snorted coldly and mumbled.

“Get him! Knock him down first.

“Put him on the ground, and I'll teach him a lesson.”

The young man with the scorpion tattoo waved his hand slightly, and twenty burly
men rushed toward Sean,

Swoosh!

Sean was unfazed. He fixed his wheelchair in place.

Bang bang bang The next moment, Sean threw several punches.

The strong punches immediately knocked three young men to the ground.