The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 1250

There was a deathly silence.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The people around did not even get a good look at Sean’s movements.

Before they knew it, Teddy was kneeling at Patrick’s grave.

The young men who tried to stop Sean had no idea how he ran past them.

“Tell me who am I now?”

Sean stood by Teddy’s side with his sword.

The icy statement made everyone shudder.

Teddy was on his knees as blood flowed freely, staining his tattered clothes scarlet.

Everyone around was terrified.

He was alone with one sword, yet 70 or 80 men could not stop him.

He attacked alone and brought Teddy off the excavator. Then he forced him to kneel using a sword.

Was he human?

The sun shone down on Sean from the sky.

He was shining brightly as if his body had been coated with golden voile.

The Guardian Sword in his hand was stained with blood. Red blood flowed slowly along the blade as if it

were a red sword.

Having slaughtered millions of soldiers in the Northwest, his sword was lethal.

Sean was so domineering and powerful that he intimidated everyone.

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The crowd was terrified, not daring to speak.

Teddy was shaking on his knees. He could not help trembling.

“Who… Who on earth are you?”

Holding back the pain, Teddy asked through gritted teeth.

However, Sean was not interested in answering at all.

Teddy was not even qualified to know Sean’s name.

“Apologize to my comrade.”

Sean sounded indifferent.

Hearing this, the crowd was once again shocked.

Sean not only wanted Teddy to kneel but also apologize,

After all, Teddy was renowned around here.

After Tyga died, Teddy took the lead and replaced him.

If he knelt and apologized, how would he ever show his face in this neighborhood?

Teddy gritted his teeth in silent defiance.

However, he had no idea that Sean did not even want to talk to him.

Teddy hesitated for less than ten seconds, and Sean swung his sword without saying a word.

Swoosh!

The blood–stained sword was as flexible as a viper.

He raised the sword tip and got close to Teddy’s wrist, easily severing his hand muscles.

“Ah!”

Teddy screamed and covered his wrist with his hand.

The scarlet blood trickled down his fingers, and Teddy’s face grew paler.

“I’ll stop when you apologize!”

Sean said slowly, his sword swinging again.

The Guardian Sword had supreme power.

It could kill anyone without taking responsibility.

It could kill thieves, civilians, and even lords and prime ministers.

Teddy was nothing.

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”

Teddy chickened out instantly as he shouted and begged for mercy.

Before Sean could speak, Teddy nodded to Patrick’s grave and apologized.

He nodded heavily thrice.

Teddy could not bend his head fast enough.

After nodding three times, he almost hurt his neck.

However, the injury was nothing compared to what Sean inflicted with his sword.

“Why are you still standing?”

Sean turned slowly to the young men and asked.

The question made everyone freeze.

“Crawl over and apologize like him.

“I can teach you if you don’t know how.”

Sean said indifferently, with his hands lowered and the sword tip pointing to the ground.

The man stunned everyone with his sword.

The aggressive thugs, who normally bullied the weak, gulped.

They were scared of him!

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Sean’s strength and speed were beyond the imagination of what anyone could imagine.

There were only two options in the face of such horror.

One, bowing down and giving in

Two, death!

They did not want to die, so they could only give in.

Thump!

A young man took a few steps and fell to his knees with a thump!

Then more dropped their weapons and fell to their knees.

Some people thought Sean would lose if dozens of them attacked together.

However, seeing that more people got down on their knees, they dared not have any more funny ideas

and obediently knelt with them.

Then, apologies rang repeatedly.

Many people apologized at Patrick’s grave.

More than a dozen people worked for the developer. They had no idea whether they should leave.

It was not until Sean’s eyes looked over that a middle–aged man braved himself and stepped forward to

try talking to Sean.

“Hello… Hello, I’m from Golden Source Real Estate…”

The middle–aged man had barely finished his sentence when Sean interrupted him with a wave of his

hand.

“You too.

“Kneel.”

Sean pointed to the ground with the tip of his sword.

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