The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 1245

On the other side.

The back of the hill where Patrick’s grave was at.

More than a dozen excavators were roaring away as they operated.

There were lots of workers around, working out.

The place where Patrick’s grave once stood had been flattened.

Jeffrey was also there but was sitting on the floor. His face was swollen, and his clothes were tattered.

He came as soon as he got the news and did not tell Sally and her family.

However, he alone could not stop them. Instead, he was beaten up.

“You will all pay for this!

“No matter who you are and how rich your boss is, you are going to pay for this!”

With bloodshot eyes, Jeffrey gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the crowd.

“We didn’t beat you hard enough, did we?

“Shut up!”

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A young man stepped forward and kicked Jeffrey.

Another young man nearby also started beating him up.

Jeffrey was beaten up again.

None of the people here today worked for Tyga.

After what happened to Tyga, those men went their separate ways.

Besides that, Ray had told them not to say a word about what had happened that day.

One of the reasons Ray did this was to cover Sean’s tracks.

Besides that, these people saw Sean kill Tyga.

This incident would blow up if they spread the word about it.

However, Ray did not realize the developer did not know even though he kept it a secret.

They thought someone bribed Tyga, so they immediately brought in a new crew.

“Was that loser Tyga too nice to you?

“Why did he take so long to get things done?”

The young man asked with a sneer as he grabbed Jeffrey by the collar.

“Hahaha!”

Everyone roared with laughter.

“You can forget about leaving today!”

Jeffrey clenched his teeth and stared coldly at the crowd.

“Fine! We’ll see if we can leave!”

The group of young men showed a disdainful expression again.

Vroom vroom vroom!

Just then, a car with its hazard lights on appeared. Its wheels whipped up clouds of smoke and dust.

Roaring, it was fast approaching like an angry lion.

Everyone instinctively stopped what they were doing.

Screech!

The car came to a steady stop with a slight skid.

“What’s this? Another one looking for trouble?”

A menacing–looking middle–aged man stepped forward with a sneer.

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Bang!

The car door opened, and Sean and Zander got out at the same time.

Holding the Guardian Sword, Sean stepped forward with cold eyes.

Zander followed him closely. 1

Patrick’s grave had been flattened as far as the eye could see.

The somewhat wet new soil looked particularly unpleasant.

Sean slowly withdrew his gaze as his eyes grew colder.

People would not yell when they were furious. They kept it all inside.

They did not need to intimidate their opponents with verbal threats, and they did not need to be loud to

give themselves courage.

All they had to do was find an outlet, and it would explode like a volcano.

Sean was currently in this state.

His pace was steady and unhurried.

The Guardian Sword in his hand was glimmering, frightening others to the core.

The sun was shining on the horizon. The rays reflecting off the blade made everyone’s eyes squint

slightly.

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