The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1209

Chapter 1209

Sean did nothing during the process and only stood with calm eyes.

However, no one dared ignore his presence, even if he said nothing.

He seemed to have a powerful aura that gave people no choice but to submit to him.

“On your knees.”

Sean said indifferently as he stared straight ahead.

“You… you…”

The leader’s Adam’s apple rolled twice as his eyes were full of tension.

He did not know whether to run or fight.

“Do you know whose people we are?

“If you lay a hand on us, you’re doomed! You won’t survive Joules Town!”

The leader gritted his teeth as he continued talking tough.

“Kneel before talking to me.”

Sean looked at the leader, his tone still calm.

“On your knees!”

Zander stepped forward and ruthlessly kicked the young man in the face.

Bang!

The impact knocked down the young man.

Swoosh!

The young men, who were knocked over earlier, obediently got up and knelt on the floor.

The scene left Sally and her family dumbstruck..

These people came many times to seize their land before.

They were fierce–looking, and no one dared offend them. Many residents had no choice but to sign the contracts.

However, these fierce thugs were brought to kneel in front of Sean.

Everything had its vanquisher!

Ten seconds later, everyone, including the leader, knelt obediently on the ground.

“Kneel to my brother.”

Sean pointed to Patrick’s tombstone.

They bullied Patrick’s family and wanted to demolish Patrick’s grave.

They ought to get down on their knees and apologize to Patrick.

“Yes! Yes!”

The crowd nodded before turning around and kneeling at Patrick’s tombstone.

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“You can speak now.”

Sean stepped forward slowly and looked at the leader.

“You! We’re Brother Tyga’s men. How dare you touch us? You’re dead! You’re dead meat!”

The leader’s tone was menacing.

Sally and the rest’s heart was filled with worry again.

Zander was tough, but how many could he fight?

10, 30, or 100?

Brother Tyga, whom the leader mentioned was named Tyga Fanta. He was a well–known gangster in this

area.

He had nearly 200 lackeys and normally acted as if he owned the town.

No one in the surrounding villages dared offend him.

Therefore, developers would approach him first if they wanted to acquire land.

Tyga would take care of the rest.

“Jeffrey, take them with you.

“You’re Patrick’s friends. He wouldn’t want you to get involved.”

Sally sighed and looked at Jeffrey.

She was already glad that they had come and helped them.

She dared not expect anyone else to do more for them.

“Sally, won’t it be more difficult for you if we left?”

Jeffrey shook his head slightly. How could he just walk away?

He would not leave even if Sean wanted to.

In fact, Sean was not going anywhere.