The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1615

Bolot was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat.

Toys?

My father’s weapon experts created these two batons. They were easy to carry, solid, and reliable. And most importantly, low in cost. They were successful designs. But now, the young man called them toys?

Is he joking?

As if he had read Bolot’s mind, Moana said indifferently, “What’s the matter? Are you upset that I called them toys?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Moana’s hands pressed slightly harder.

They heard a cracking sound in Moana’s hands. The two black batons made of wrought iron had cracked!

When Moana let go, the two batons broke in the middle, and the part it broke was full of cracks. The pieces fell to the ground like glass. There was a clanging sound, and the shattered fragments fell.

It was obvious at first glance that they were ruined and could not be used again.

Seeing that, there were instantly cold gasps in the fondue restaurant.

The young man had broken iron batons with his bare hands.

Is he even human?

How can a human be so powerful?

The two bodyguards watched this scene with trepidation as they were filled with intense fear.

At this point, Moana was no longer a human in their eyes, but a monster in human skin, a demon with a human face!

“I’m sorry… I quit!”

The heir of the Wagner family, who had been stomping over Dorodo for years, finally hit a snag today!

“Weren’t you tough just now? Weren’t you arrogant? Don’t you want me to leave here lying down?” Moana asked, walking toward Bolot.

As he approached, the look of fear on Bolot’s face grew stronger.

Just then, a child pointed at Bolot and said, “He peed! He peed his pants. Haha! How embarrassing…”

Everyone looked at a certain part of Bolot’s body when they heard this.

Sure enough, Bolot’s crotch had become wet, and yellowish liquid ran down his pant leg, forming a puddle on the floor.

Everyone in the fondue restaurant burst into laughter. Rebbeca and George did not laugh, but the way the women looked at Bolot could no longer be described as disdainful or contemptuous.