The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 2060

He glanced at the hall on the first floor. "But from the looks of it, you don't have many connections, Mr. Lennon. It's

alright if you're lucky enough to get business, but if you don't... Tsk, tsk, tsk... You'll probably go out of business."

Somewhat upset to hear this, Zander stepped forward.

"Why are you so mean? Why are you saying such things on our opening day? We didn't even invite you."

Joel gave Zander a scornful look.

"Mr. Lennon, you're bad at managing your staff. Since when does he have the right to speak for you? How

ridiculous."

Joel clapped his hands before Sean could answer.

"Let's not discuss these unpleasant things first. Someone come and open my gift for Mr. Lennon."

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Four people immediately opened the gift box when they heard that.

A coffin big enough to fit a man appeared in the hall.

Joel, standing in front of the coffin, stopped pretending. His polite appearance turned straight into conceit and

disdain. He sneered loudly at Sean.

"What do you think, Mr. Lennon? Are you happy with my gift?"

Sean was expressionless as he spoke slowly.

"It seems you're trying to humiliate me, Mr. Wilmer."

"So what if I am?" Joel's eyes were full of disdain. He arrogantly pointed to the tip of Sean's nose. "Who do you think

you are? How dare you start a security company here when you have no power or influence?

"Are you going to steal my contacts or something? I'm telling you, no way! I'm here today to wish you death!"

Sean was amused to hear this and could not help chuckling.

He observed the conceited Joel in front of him.

"Mr. Wilmer, are you not afraid I'll lose my temper?"

"Hmph, reputation and efficiency are all that matters in this industry. I have a good reputation, while my staff are

good fighters. I'm also a good fighter. You're only a newcomer leading some rookies. How dare you compete with

me?"

Mr. Wilmer pointed to a man next to him as he spoke.

"You, step up and show Mr. Lennon how good you are."

He was utterly sarcastic when he mentioned Sean.

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly as the buff man stepped forward.

Since they wanted to cause trouble, he might as well take this as entertainment and play with them.

At Sean's level, Sean could tell whether someone was a good fighter at a glance.

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He glanced around randomly and pointed to one of his security guards.

"You, step up and fight them."

Joel smiled wider when he saw one of Sean's men step forward.

He did not think Sean had any good fighters. They only looked the part at most.

"Sure, let's spar!" Joel said and wiped his glasses. He also deliberately said, "By the way, be careful. If you break his

limbs, how is he going to make a living?"

Anyone could tell what he meant.

The men they chose shouted and struck the other.

Within three rounds, there was a whimper.

Joel, who was still wiping his glasses, was knocked to the ground by someone flying backward.

He frantically checked his glasses, put them back on, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his glasses did not break; they were quite expensive.

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