The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette
Chapter 623

Chapter 623

He dared to cause trouble at Flint’s headquarters. Unless Sean was the son of the head of River City,

he would never see the light of day.

Sean walked up the top steps before turning around and slowly disappearing from view.

All the people down there waited for Sean to be thrown out with his legs broken.

The second floor of the club.

Sean turned and stepped into the hallway. After a glance, he headed straight to the deepest room in

the hallway.

At least a hundred strong men in black were on either side of the corridor.

The strong men in black were even more imposing than the young men behind Mr. Herman. Everyone

was at least 30 years old. They helped Flint build his career with him.

Hundreds of people on either side stared at Sean without saying anything.

Sean did not even glance at them. He was domineering as he walked among the crowd.

He even vaguely reversed the flow of pressure from the one hundred people that had gathered back to

them.

When Sean reached the deepest part of the hallway, the strong men in black remained motionless,

none of them daring to speak.

Bang!

Sean glanced at the closed door in front of him and kicked it open.

Flint was indeed in the office.

It was just that he was standing near the windowsill with his hands clinging to it, and he had just raised

his right leg.

It was as if he was trying to get out through the window.

Flint turned around to meet Sean’s eyes when he heard the door being kicked open.

His face was ghastly pale.

The sarcasm in Sean’s eyes got thicker.

He was indeed right about Flint!

“Boss Flint, are you practicing yoga?”

Sean walked slowly forward with a playful look in his eyes.

“Ahem, Mr. Lennon? When did you come, Mr. Lennon?”

Flint quickly left the windowsill and stepped toward Sean.

Swoosh!

With a sneer on his lips, Sean grabbed Flint’s hair and pressed it down.

Flint was pressed hard as his head immediately dropped to Sean’s waist.

“Boss Flint!”

The strong men in black outside the hallway were about to burst in.

“F*ck off!”

Sean immediately snapped, his eyes glistening coldly.

“Wait… wait outside.”

Flint clenched his teeth slightly as he gave an order.

The strong men in black frowned in silence for a few seconds, but they stood in the doorway and did

not enter.

“Mr. Lennon, I don’t know what I did wrong…

“But Mr. Lennon said I was wrong, so I must be wrong. Punish me.”

Flint said cautiously as Sean grabbed his hair.

“I’m right, aren’t I?”

Sean sneered and raised his right leg, slamming Flint in the face.

Thud!

The knee hit hard, and Flint’s nose broke instantly.

“Boss Flint!”

The strong men in black at the door tried to rush in again.

“Your boss is in charge: Stand still, subordinates.

Without looking back, Sean said, “You’ll die if they take one more step.”

One sentence stunned the audience.

“You knew I was coming and deliberately avoided me.

“Did you ask those losers here to intimidate me?

“Are you being full of yourself, because I am not currently holding a sword?”

Sean spoke with sarcasm in his eyes, and Flint’s eyes instantly widened at that. He did not expect

Sean to see through him at a glance.