The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 624


    “Mr. Lennon, I didn’t. I…”


    Before Flint could finish his sentence, Sean mmed his head on the table.


    “What bothers me most is what I’ve already confirmed.


    “Yet you’re still trying to get smart and making excuses in front of me.”


    Sean suddenly grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it down with cold harsh eyes.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    Being smashed into things three times in a row, Flint’s head got injured, and it started bleeding.


    However, Boss Flint, who ruled River City’s underworld, dared not move or even struggle.


    He endured it quietly.


    Kindness could not lead an army, and righteousness could not hold wealth.


    However, that did not mean Sean was soft–hearted.


    If he was not ruthless, how could he intimidate millions of troops?


    “Mr. Lennon, my brothers are here. Save me some face…”


    Flint clenched his teeth and swallowed the pain as he said to Sean.


    “Face?


    “Face isn’t given. It’s earned. How dare you talk about it in front of me?


    “Also, giving face is something people of the same generation do with each other.


    “Flint, are you the same generation as me?”


    Sean whispered, his face cold.


    Swoosh!


    Flint instantly paled and froze.


    He… he dared not say he and Sean were of the same generation.


    If Flint dared to be buddies with others, he would only be ackey in front of Sean.


    He would always only be a ve.


    How dare a ve ask for face from his master?


    “I see you’ve figured it out.”


    Sean slowly withdrew his gaze and picked up the ashtray again to start smashing.


    Bang! Bang!


    The ashtray mmed and mmed, Flint’s head got injured, and blood poured out.


    “Boss!”


    .


    Some of the strong men at the door could not resist and rushed straight into the office.


    Their target was Sean.


    Flint did nothing to stop them.


    With a sneer on the corners of his mouth, Sean grabbed Flint’s hair in one hand and turned around


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    abruptly to meet the men in ck.


    Swoosh!


    A strong man’s fist hit hard, but Sean held it firmly.


    The next moment, Sean twisted his palms and instantly pulled the arm of the man in ck into a twist.


    Crunch!


    Apanied by the sound of broken bones, the man in ck man shrieked the life out of him.


    The terrifying shriek made the others stop.


    Bang!


    Sean punched the man in ck viciously, leaving him with blood on his face and screaming on the


    ground.


    Sean did not let go of Flint during the process. He fought with only one hand.


    Swoosh!


    Before anyone could react, Sean’s free arm reached out again.


    Smack!


    As quick as lightning, he grasped the neck of the strong man in ck on the left.


    The hundreds of strong men in ck behind them came to themselves and charged at Sean again.


    However, the next moment, everyone’s eyes widened as they stopped instantly.


    What did they see?


    The man in ck that Sean grabbed slowly moved his body. His heels lifted off the ground. The tips of


    his toes propped up on the ground like he was standing on tiptoe.


    It might not be a big deal.


    However, to everyone’s surprise, the body of the man in ck kept rising until the tips of his toes also


    got off the ground, and his body kept rising!


    How could the body rise in the air when the person had no supporting point?


    Swoosh!


    Everyone instantly looked toward Sean’s hands.


    With a sneer on his lips, Sean grabbed Flint’s hair in one hand and grabbed the man in ck by the


    neck in the other.


    The strong man in ck turned red and was breathless as he struggled.


    However, Sean’s hand mped it like iron pincer pliers and would not let go.


    Sean used one arm to lift the grown man weighing no less than 80 kilograms.


    A hundred strong men in ck stood there as they widened their eyes filled with horror. Flint, whose


    hair was caught by Sean’s hair, saw this, and terror appeared in his eyes.


    ‘Is Sean still human?‘


    Flint’s memory of Sean was from when Sean was in a wheelchair.


    Thest time he saw Sean, he was still in a wheelchair and could not even walk.


    It was why he thought Sean might have some unusual background, but he did not deserve to be Flint’s


    boss.


    Now that this little idea of his dissipated.


    Flint could never imagine how someone confined to a wheelchair could recover fully and gain the


    strength to lift a grown man with one arm in just a few days.


    Flint was scared and impressed!


    The whole office was deathly silent.