The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette
Chapter 2125

Chapter 2125

Zander had only one thing to answer these parents.

"How noisy!"

Zander was seen striding along, quickly slapping the man and woman in the face with the palm of his hand, sending

them flying and falling to the ground.

The men and women lying on the ground vomited blood and howled miserably.

"Bastard, how dare you do this to us?"

"You brute, what have you done?"

The whole hall was instantly in chaos because of Zander's actions.

The man with narrow eyes turned pale as the hall became chaotic.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead as he panicked and shouted immediately.

"Help! Somebody catch these two lunatics!

"Where's Harold? Ask him to bring his guards here. Hurry!"

As he roared, a group of the Welsh family's men rushed inside and surrounded Sean and Zander.

Sean was not bothered to do anything. "Zander."

"Got it."

Zander ran straight into the crowd.

Like wolves leaping into a flock of sheep, the Welsh family did not stand a chance.

They fell to the ground one after another. Incapacitated, they were miserable like those who had been beaten

earlier.

Harold menacingly rushed over with more than 100 security guards under his command.

The man with narrow eyes was relieved to see them.

The professionals were here, and Sean was not going to win this time.

After all, Harold was the one who intimidated Sean last time.

Harold glanced around him and looked at Sean in disbelief.

"Did you do all this? Are you crazy?"

"Yes, but I'm not crazy," Sean replied.

Harold glared at Sean. "You're really something. I let you go last time because the man with narrow eyes asked me

to let you go. You can't blame me for not going easy on you after you caused so much trouble here."

Wendy pointed furiously at Sean.

"Guards, hit him! Hit him with all you got!"

Wendy was so angry that she stomped. "This arrogant jerk behaved so brutally at my birthday party. I can't even

enjoy it! n

The man with narrow eyes also looked at Harold.

He gritted his teeth after seeing Sean.

"Lennon, Harold's right here! I'll see how arrogant you can be!

"Harold, I'll leave this to you."

"Don't worry." Harold pulled out his baton and patted his chest proudly. "I'm a professional."

With that said, he charged at Sean.

As he rushed forward, Sean made Harold trip to the ground with his foot.

There was a buzz in Harold's head as he fell. He had no idea what was going on.

He was confused as to why he had suddenly fallen to the ground.

Before he could figure it out, Sean had already stepped on Harold's head.

Harold let out a shrill scream under great pressure.

Sean took his baton away and sent him flying with a kick.

He knocked over three tables before finally stopping.

There was not much Harold could do now.

He lay on the ground like a dying man, twitching and spitting blood out of his mouth.