Summon Of The Sword novel Chapter 1208

Chapter 1208

“A friend…”

Sally nodded gently.

However, she did not expect Patrick’s friend to help them much.

“I’m sorry I’m a little late.”

Sean looked at the photo like he was talking to Patrick but also Sally.

Patrick was his former right–hand man. How could he not know him?

In the Northwest Army, Sean was the commander, while they were his subordinates.

On the battlefield, they were brothers–in–arms!

Sean saved Patrick’s life before.

People like Patrick and Zander had also defended against many attacks for Sean.

The bond between them was forged through countless battles and narrow escapes.

The depth of their relationship was beyond words.

Only they understood how priceless this relationship was!

Sean thought he could defeat their enemies and let all his brothers go home and live the rest of their lives

in peace.

However, accidents might happen at any time. Sean did not expect someone to suddenly frame him, leaving him struggling to survive for two years.

Countless things had happened in the past two years.

The next time he met Patrick, he was already dead.

Sean knew how brutal the battlefield could be.

He had watched too many comrades die.

Therefore, he promised every soldier they would be honored as heroes and protect their families forever if they died in battle.

Now, someone was willfully bullying Patrick’s family.

They were even desecrating Patrick’s grave.

It made Sean feel ashamed and angry.

“It’s not that you have no one protecting you.

“I just came a little late.

“Patrick has millions of brothers, and I’m only one of them.”

Sean handed the photo back to Sally and said quietly.

“You can’t mess with them.”

Sally shook her head slightly, not believing what Sean said.

There were only three of them, and Jeffrey was disabled.

There were seven or eight of them. How could they defeat them?

“Whether they can be messed with or not, I’ll keep you safe today.”

Sean slowly turned around and looked at the young men.

“Did you have fun?”

Sean asked indifferently, looking at the young men.

“Yo, who the f*ck are you?

“Who do you think you are? How dare you poke your nose into my business?

“Believe it or not. I’ll kill you too.”

The leader was disdainful as he spoke arrogantly.

“Commander, what instructions do you have?”

The young man was pulled forward before getting punched hard by Zander.

Crack!

There was a crack, and the young man’s nose was hollowed out by the punch. Blood even gushed out.

“Ah!”

The young man let go of the shovel and backed away, holding his nose with a scream.

Before anyone else could react, Zander stepped forward and grabbed a young man’s arm, twisting it in a

flash.

He looked like he was twisting a towel as the young man’s arm was twisted in a big circle.

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the young man let out a blood–curdling shriek.

With Zander’s fighting skills, handling these hooligans was a breeze.

The young men fell to the ground in less than two minutes, screaming.

Throughout the fight, the young men failed to hit Zander once, even though they were armed with shovels.

Zander crushed them with ease, both in speed and strength.

Only the leader was still standing.

“Hsss!”

The leader gasped, watching in disbelief.

Sally, Connie, and Sally’s daughter stared blankly.

They had no idea Zander was so strong.

He alone could easily take on seven or eight grown men.

If even Zander was so strong, the man who gave the order to Zander…

Sally could not help but turn to look at Sean standing in the middle.