The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 541

Under the lights, hundreds of bald thugs marched forward in unison.

Their black trench coats flapped in the wind, making them look grim.

The surrounding crowd of onlookers subconsciously stepped back.

No one dared to stop these people.

“Haha, are you gonna attack?”

A strong man in front of the crowd of men in black trench coats sneered before
opening his coat to take out a gleaming steel pipe from around his waist. 1
Swoosh!

Swoosh! Swoosh!

When the strong man took out the steel pipe, those behind him followed suit.
Hundreds of fierce—looking strong men in black made a terrifying sight for others
with the weapons in their hands.

The crowd outside winced and stepped back silently again.

Shane and Jay widened their eyes and looked on in shock.

Whose men were these?

They did not bring them here!

It was just Sean. They thought more than 30 delinquents could take Sean down
easily, so they would not bring that many people here.

Then what were these people doing here?

The crowd in the hotel lobby on the first floor was also slightly confused.

It looked like a scene from a movie, making them find it unrealistic.

“Grandma, these people aren't here to help Sean, are they?”

Simon's Adam’s apple rolled twice before whispering.

“I'm not sure.”

Old Madam Quinn replied with a slight frown.

Simon's Adam's apple rolled again as he gulped.

He could not help thinking if Sean did call these people here...

Sean must be someone with a terrifying identity!

He even talked about finding someone to frighten Sean n thus kick him out of the
Quinn family.

However, Simon's idea was laughable if Sean was capable of that.

“Simon, will you cut it out?”

“Sean, do you know these people?”

“How could a cripple know these people?”

Faye snorted coldly. She could not believe for the life of her that Sean could get a
hundred people to back him up.

“But... but...”

Simon scratched his head but still could not tell why.

With everyone watching, the 100 men in black trench coats surrounded Sean
with weapons in their hands.

The young men who were going to attack Sean paled and trembled
uncontrollably.

How could idle low-level delinquents like them compare with people from the
underworld?

It was no exaggeration to say that delinquents like them were unworthy of
holding these thugs “shoes!

The delinquents paled as their teeth chattered with fear when they saw the
fierce—looking thugs walk in.

“Let me see who the f*ck is trying to make themselves the boss of River City?”
A strong man leading the men in black trench coats held a steel pipe with one
hand over his shoulder as he stepped forward and shouted.

“Mr... Mr. Kyle, it's me. I'm here to run some errands...”

A young man with dyed blonde hair recognized the strong man and walked
forward as he nodded.

He fearfully called Mr. Kyle as he took out a cigarette.

Slap!

With a sneer on his face, Mr. Kyle reached out and slapped away the cigarette
held by the young man with dyed blonde hair.

The young man with dyed blonde hair dared not get angry, still standing
respectfully.

“Tell me, what are you doing here?

“Who gave you permission to bring people with you so aggressively?”

Mr. Kyle asked the young man with dyed blonde hair, shaking the steel pipe in his
hand.

“Mr. Kyle, We... we...

“We're only paid to do it...”

The young man with dyed blonde hair trembled, feeling a sense of foreboding in
his heart.

He had a feeling that he might be failing his mission today.

The cripple in the wheelchair might be some big shot...

“You've followed me before.

“Today, I'll teach you one more lesson.

“There’s nothing wrong with doing your job when you're paid, but can you afford
it? Do you have the life to f*cking spend it after earning it?”

As soon as Mr. Kyle finished speaking, he suddenly swung the steel pipe in his
hands, severely hitting the face of the young man with dyed blonde hair.

Bang!

As a dull sound rang, the crowd's felt a shudder in their hearts.

Even those in the hotel lobby on the first floor trembled.

These thugs were indeed merciless and fierce.

The young man with dyed blonde hair was hit hard on the face with a steel pipe,
causing him. to fall backward instantly.

Thump! Thump Thump!

He could only move his feet to keep his balance.

However, he failed to withstand the force of the smash after all and fell down on
the ground with a thump.

“Ptuil”

young man covered his face with one hand as he spat at the ground.

The young man with dyed blonde hair spat two teeth covered with blood onto the
ground.

Everyone could not help but feel their heart sink.

The young man with, dyed blonde hair still dared not lose his temper. He sat on
the ground with his head down and said nothing.

“Now, tell me who paid you?”

Mr. Kyle asked as he looked at the young man with dyed blonde hair while
shaking the steel pipe in his hand.

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