The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 625


    Bang!


    Sean let go, and the strong man in ck fell to the ground. He covered his neck with his hands as he


    gasped for breath.


    No one dared do anything to Sean again.


    “Everyone, get on your knees!


    “Whoever has the nerve toy a hand on Mr. Lennon, get on your f*cking knees!”


    Flint immediately yelled, and the one hundred strong men in ck got on their knees obediently.


    Thump! Thump!


    People fell to their knees in front of Sean all of a sudden.


    The spacious office was filled to the brim.


    Flint could not kneel because Sean grabbed his hair, but he was much lower than Sean.


    There were more than 100 people in the office, and they were all looking up to Sean like courtiers


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    paying homage to a king.


    “Mr. Lennon, I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry.”


    Flint kept his head down without moving, his tone pleading.


    “Who do you think I am?”


    Sean slowly nced down at Flint.


    “You… you’re Mr. Lennon. You’re my boss…”


    Flint froze slightly before saying.


    “How do you think Imand a million people back then?”


    Sean asked again with a cold look in his


    eyes.


    The question stunned Flint.


    ‘A million people?‘ He did not know what Sean meant.


    “I was nice to them, so they were loyal to me.


    “But do you think I can control a million troops just by being nice to them?”


    Sean sneered and slowly stretched out his other palm.


    “My hands can save or kill.”


    With that said, Sean grabbed Flint’s hair and tugged at it without waiting for them to answer.


    “Mr. Lennon, I’m sorry!


    “I’m sorry. I ought not to have other ideas.


    “I shouldn’t have others try to stop you. I’m sorry. Forgive me!”


    Flint’s eyes filled with fear, but his heart filled with bitterness and regret. Why submit to a cripple when


    he had so much power?


    He never expected the cripple to get up and marched to Flint’s base alone.


    Single–handedly, he marched into his office and subdued him on the spot.


    He was impressed!


    Absolutely impressed!


    “I’m trying to teach you a lesson.”


    Sean let go of his hands and kicked him.


    Bang!


    Flint’s body spun upside down after being kicked by Sean.


    Several strong men in ck kneeling on the ground were knocked down on the spot like bowling pins.


    Several others immediately tried to help Flint.


    “Nobody f*cking move! Watch closely!”


    Flint scolded.


    “I will ept my punishment when I’ve done something wrong.


    “Mr. Lennon’s my boss, so it’s only natural for him to punish me. I’ll cut off the hands of anyone who


    tries to interfere!”


    Flinty on the ground, yelling through clenched teeth.


    Hundreds of strong men in ck hung their heads low and remained silent.


    “You’re quite smart.”


    Sean narrowed his eyes slightly and walked slowly forward with his hands on his back.


    The next moment, he kicked Flint hard again in the head.


    Swoosh!


    Flint’s body slid on the floor and out far into the corridor outside.


    It was a big deal when theckey tried to disrespect their boss and kill them.


    There would be more trouble if he did not punish him.


    “I thought I told you.”


    Sean spoke softly as he stepped out into the corridor.


    Flint shuddered but dared not dodge. Hey on the ground obediently.


    “You’re a vase when I support you.


    “You’re nothing but a pile of broken shards on the floor when I don’t.


    “Have you forgotten what I said?”


    With that said, Sean walked up to Flint.


    “Mr. Lennon, I didn’t… I didn’t forget…”


    Flint turned ghastly pale. Blood gushed from the wound on his head, staining most of his face.


    “You didn’t? How dare you do that then?”


    Bang!


    Another ruthless kick.


    Swoosh!


    Flint’s body rolled a long way on the ground again.


    All the strong men in ck in the office remained kneeling. They dared not make any rash moves as


    they heard the noise outside.


    At the same time.


    On the dance floor downstairs.


    The hundreds of young and beautiful men and women were sitting at their booths nearby and watching.


    They were more interested to see how the young man Sean would have his legs broken and thrown


    out than in clubbing.


    Therefore, people were looking forward to it.


    “Hear that? There is a lot ofmotion upstairs. They must be fighting!


    “No wonder I saw Boss Flint bringing many people up there. It turns out he’s waiting for Sean!


    “But I gotta say. That kid is good at fighting. Even so many people couldn’t stop him.”