The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette
Chapter 2086

Chapter 2086

Seeing this, the remaining people were so shocked that they stopped shouting and only surrounded Zander.

The leader stood on the outside, pointing angrily at Zander.

"You stupid fool. How dare you hit our men? Who do you think you are?"

"Boys, let's attack together and beat them hard!"

With a roar, the remaining 11 men charged at Zander.

Then, one by one screamed and spat blood as they flew back before falling heavily to the ground.

In less than 20 seconds, no one could stand up again. They only wailed where they were.

Witnessing it himself, the leader's eyes immediately filled with fear.

Only then did he realize that Sean and Zander were not pushovers.

"You... You're not fitness instructors! Fitness instructors aren’t that good! Who the hell are you?"

"My identity doesn't matter!" Zander slapped the leader until he spat blood and fell to the floor. "Beat me hard?

Who do I think I am?"

The leader had been slapped again until his face was disfigured, and his cheeks were swollen.

His nose was caved in, and all his teeth were knocked out.

Blood poured out of his nose and mouth at the same time.

"You! How dare you do this to me?"

"I slapped you. So what? You asked for trouble!" Zander said, kicking the man again.

"Do you know who I am?" The aggrieved and angry leader wept.

He shakily wiped his tears and shouted at Zander, "I'm telling you, I'm Mr. Cian Shaw's man! Mr. Shaw is eating here

right now."

"Do you know what would happen if Mr. Shaw found out how you treated us?"

"I don't f*cking care!" Zander kicked again.

With that kick, the leader flew out and smashed a dining table in the landing.

The weeping leader cried out hysterically, "How dare you hit me? Mr. Shaw! Mr. Shaw!

"Mr. Shaw, I've been beaten! Hurry and save me!

"Mr. Shaw, I'll be beaten to death if you don't come!"

Shouting, a waiter rushed out of the room.

His hurried look made it clear that he ran off to send news.

Zander did not care as he spat at the leader.

"Pfft, Mr. Shaw? Even the king can't save you."

Sean continued eating calmly.

He tossed a glass of red wine at Zander.

"This wine tastes good. Try it."

Taking the wine, Zander took a sip. "Hpmh, loser.

"I'm not even bothered to hit you again. Dining with Mr. Lennon is more fun than talking to you.

"I'd like to see when your Mr. Shaw gets here."

Nearly ten minutes had passed.

Zander was already full when he saw someone walking this way.

A somewhat imposing man in a white suit was coming.

Behind him were two staff members who looked like they could fight, and behind them was the waiter.