The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1251

Chapter 1251

His tone was calm, but it contained a sternness that scared people from defying him.

The middle–aged man’s face darkened suddenly as his heart flared with anger.

However, Sean did not want to talk to him.

“Do you think I wouldn’t touch you?”

Sean asked slowly, his tone getting colder.

The middle–aged man stared at Sean for several seconds and gritted his teeth in silence for a long time before finally giving in to Sean’s gaze.

“I’ll kneel.”

The middle–aged man hurriedly knelt behind the crowd as he could not stand the pressure.

Then Sean slowly turned to look at the employees.

Walking forward slowly, he closed his distance from the crowd.

Hsss

A dozen of them slowly took two steps back.

These guys were corporate employees and not gangsters like Teddy.

They were so frightened that they clenched their teeth.

“Sorry to have startled everyone.

Everyone was stunned when Sean said this.

Sean had apologized to them when he had behaved so ruthlessly earlier.

It seemed Sean was not that tough either. He only dared to go after Teddy and the rest.

However, Sean would not hurt office workers like them, would he?

“Haha, it’s okay.

“We’re not scared. You’re overthinking.”

A dozen of them looked smug as if they thought they were superior.

“It’s great that you’re alright.

“So…”

Sean nodded gently and paused.

“So what?”

The crowd paused.

“So, where do you think you should kneel?”

The crowd widened their eyes instantly as soon as Sean spoke.

They thought Sean was afraid to lay a hand on them.

Why was Sean making them kneel now?

“What What do you mean?”

The crowd’s expression changed.

“Everyone present today is included.

“Either you kneel or die!”

Sean spoke with an icy gaze.

The men and women opened their mouths wide, shock in their eyes.

They were office staff, who considered themselves a member of the middle–income group and looked down on rural laborers, cleaners, and anyone below them.

They thought they were superior to those kinds.

However, Sean made them kneel and apologize today, and that was worse than killing them.

Unexpectedly, these people came here with Ray.

“What are you doing?”

A middle–aged man with slicked–back hair saw the scene before him, and his face darkened.

*President Willer, he’s too tough!”

Many people shouted softly to the middle–aged man.

The middle–aged man was named Weston Willer. He was the project leader at Golden Source Real Estate,

Everything related to the development of this area had to go through him.

He was also said to have a deep background and more powerful property developers behind him.

Therefore, Weston was quite influential in Joules Town’s real estate business.

Unfortunately, Weston had no idea who Sean was.

“Who are you?”

Weston looked at Sean, frowning deeply.

“Tell him who I am.”

Sean looked past Weston to look behind him.

Ray had no choice but to step forward.

“Mr. Simmons, who is he?”

Weston froze and asked Ray.

“He’s… someone you can’t mess with.”

Ray said, and Weston was instantly dumbfounded.

How could this 20–something young man be such a big deal?