The guardian's sword

The Guardian’s Sword By Talking Cigarette Chapter 190

Chapter 190 The security guard froze for a moment before rejecting him right away.

Sean frowned slightly. He came alone because he did not want to bother Homer. Now, it looked like he

needed Homer to help him after all. “Leigh, park the car.” Just then, a voice suddenly rang from behind

him. A young man stepped over and threw his car keys into the security guard‘s hands.

The young man wore a suit and tie. His pace was resolute, and his tone gave a sense of command.

The security guard nodded even though he was slightly upset. The man was only a housekeeping

manager, but rumors had it that he was related to the chairman

Therefore, he was usually arrogant in the hotel and would sometimes harass the female housekeepers.

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“Sir, this gentleman wants to see you about something.”

The security guard nodded and looked at Sean. “See me? Him?”

The young man glanced at Sean. “Do you still want your job? How could you allow anyone to just

approach me?

“You could tell he‘s a beggar at a glance. How dare you let him in here?”

The young man snorted coldly and turned to look at the security guard. 1

He had already lost a lot of money playing poker last night and was in a bad mood. He did not expect

someone to throw themselves into trouble.

“Well...”

The security guard blushed and dared not retort.

“Hurry and kick him out of here.

“You‘re fired if you upset our customers.

The young man frowned and said before turning to enter the lobby.

“Who are you calling a beegar?”

Sean slowly said and stopped the manager.

“So what? You‘re in a wheelchair.

“You even wanted to see me. Do I know you?”

The young man immediately turned and said to Sean as he frowned. “Does someone in a wheelchair

equal to a beggar to you?” Sean‘s eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was a little icy.

“Isn‘t it?

“People are classified into different rankings, and they should go to where they belong. “Know your

place. Is this six–star hotel a place you can come? “Lowlifes should stay where lowlifes belong and do

what they ought to do, got it?” The young man stared haughtily and disdainfully at Sean. “I didn‘t catch

that. Please repeat.” Sean sat firmly in his wheelchair with his hands folded together.

“Haha...”

The young man sneered, walked up to Sean, and pointed at Sean‘s head. “Listen here. Riverleaf

Lakeside Hotel is no place for lowlifes. “And people at the bottom of society like you are lowlifes, got

it?” The young man‘s tone was hauglity while he looked disdainful.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Sean reached out to grab the young man‘s finger and applied force immediately.

Crack!

The young man‘s fingers were snapped off with a loud crack.

Then Sean raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Slap!

With a loud crack, the young man was beaten until he saw stars.

“Who gave you the qualification to classify people? “I, Sean Lennon, am invincible in the battlefield.

What are you? “Get on your knees!” He scolded and slapped him hard again. Thump!

With a thump, the young man fell to his knees facing Sean.