The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 143


    After that voice rang…


    Thirty cars opened their doors.


    Burly men in ck after another stepped out of the cars.


    They were all bulky, each carrying a five-foot steel pipe.


    A man in his 30s led the group. Holding an iron baseball bat, he seemed stronger.


    There were hundreds of them.


    In the darkness, these burly men in ck were intensely menacing. “Are you sure Charles is in there?”


    The youth at the front looked toward Excel Casino and patted a baseball bat in his hand. “Yes! Our


    men got word that Charles is here to take care of someone today. “So he’s inside. It’s confirmed.”


    The person next to him immediately answered. “Haha, take care of someone? “He just bullies ordinary


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    people. “Let’s take care of him today, and we’ll have the final say in River City’s underworld. “We’ll be


    getting rid of a disaster for River City.”


    The youth with a baseball bat swung it twice and headed straight for Excel Casino.


    A hundred strong men followed him.


    Their footsteps rang in unison while they looked menacing. Some people in the underworld yed by


    the rules and never crossed the line. People like Charlesmitted all manners of crimes, and the


    things they did were disgusting. The youths were here to confront Charles.


    Thud! Thud!


    Just then, the youth with a baseball bat suddenly stopped and looked ahead in bewilderment. The


    people behind him also stood still. “What’s the matter?”


    Someone could not help eximing.


    At this moment, they saw someone slowly walking out of Excel Casino… Not walking, but moving


    slowly. A youth in a wheelchair slowly propelled his wheelchair as it moved outside. He was a youth of


    twenty at most, looking indifferent with cold eyes.


    He moved steadily as if he was taking a walk after a meal. A regrly-dressed cripple showing up at a


    casino? More importantly, the cripple was covered with blood… “This…”


    The youth with a baseball bat stood puzzled.


    It was Sean, who had just taken out Charles and the others.


    Sean’s eyes slowly grew cold at the sight of the hundreds of people outside. “Are you with Charles


    too?” Sean did not expect Charles’ backup to arrive so quickly. All of a sudden, he brought in a hundred


    more? Hearing Sean’s question, the youth in front of him hesitated for a moment. “We need to talk to


    Charles. Who are you?” The youth with a baseball bat asked as he frowned at Sean.


    Sean nodded slightly. It seemed they were not Charles’ backup. “You don’t have to see him anymore.”


    Sean shook his head slightly and turned his wheelchair to the side.


    “What do you mean, bro?”


    The youth with a baseball bat frowned slightly as he stopped Sean.


    “He’s dead.”


    Sean was calm as he kept moving. The youth’s eyes instantly widened when he heard that. ‘Is that a


    joke?’ Charles Christian, a big shot in the River City underworld, is dead?’


    It was just impossible. Even though it was why they were here today. However, they still could not


    believe it when they suddenly learned Charles was dead. “Are you serious? “How did he die?” The


    youth quickly caught up with Sean after waking up from his stupor. Sean had not nned to reply to


    him, but something suddenly urred to him, so he stopped his wheelchair and asked. “Are you his


    enemies?”


    “Yes! We have a vendetta against him.”


    The youth with a baseball bat nodded and spoke without hesitation.


    “Then you can take over his territory.” With that said, Sean gave the crowd a meaningful look and


    slowly propelled his wheelchair away.


    Several burly men behind the youth with a baseball bat immediately tried to stop Sean from asking him


    more questions. However, the youth with a baseball bat stopped him.


    “Leave him alone.


    “He’s no ordinary man.” The youth with the baseball bat narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched Sean


    leave.


    “Come on, let’s go in and see.”


    Then the youth continued walking to Excel Casino with his men.


    A team of a hundred men marched into the casino.


    Their eyes instantly widened at the scene before them.


    The casino was a mess.


    The gambling tables were overturned, and chairs were scattered everywhere. Dozens of Charles’ men


    They did not even notice hundreds more men hade in.


    Charles himself was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open and his face covered in blood, dead


    on the spot.


    “Is he really f*cking dead?”


    A hundred men, including the youth with a baseball bat, were dumbstruck.


    A big shot like Charles was influential in River City’s underworld.


    He generally was not active during recent times. However, his authority was undeniable.