Summon Of The Sword

Chapter 2170

His forehead could not help breaking out in cold sweat.

The thought of what he had just seen terrified him.

If even crossbows could not defeat Sean, what else was there to fight Sean with?

Maybe he would also die if he stayed here any longer!

He did not want that to happen.

Just then, the tires made a boom.

All four tires burst, and the car was instantly out of control.

After rolling over, the car rolled 720 degrees and slowly came to a stop.

Wearing a seat belt, the leader was not seriously injured, but his head was dizzy.

He quickly unbuckled his seat belt and climbed out of the car.

Just then, something cold had pressed against his forehead. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

There was another buzz in the leader's head.

He raised his head stiffly and looked blankly at Sean, who had appeared before him, and he trembled

with fear.

If Sean pulled the trigger, he would be dead!

The leader shook his head desperately at Sean. "Don't do this, please. I already know my mistake.

Please spare me." Sean said slowly, "Indeed, if I pull the trigger now, your head will disappear. In that

case, we can't identify your corpse."

The leader was instantly relieved to hear that, but Sean moved the crossbow from his head to his

stomach.

"This will work."

The leader was scared to tears.

"Don't do this, please. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die!"

"You're going to kill me. It's against the law!"

Sean asked in reply, "Really? Isn't what your subordinates just did against the law?"

"But I didn't aim a crossbow at you. I'm innocent!"

"What does it matter? Who knows if you're innocent or not?

That's all. Goodbye."

The leader wept tears of regret.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have done such a stupid thing.

You're a monster."

With a thud, the leader died instantly.

Sky High Organization was wiped out.

Having done this, Sean summoned his subordinates.

"Okay, everybody, clean this up. Load all these bodies into the truck."

When everyone was done, the slightly shabby-looking truck once again drove forward.

Sean contacted Zander.

As he had expected, nothing had happened on Zander's side.

After the truck had driven for some time, another group of people blocked the road ahead.

These guys set up barricades.

If they forced their way through, the tires would burst.

Sean stopped the truck at the roadblock.

The muscular man leading the way behind the barricade had a chainsaw in his hand.

He had activated the chainsaw.

As the chainsaw buzzed, he swung it at Sean.

"Get out of the car, or you know what will happen."

Sean got out of the car and glanced at the crowd.

About a hundred of them carried either machetes or electric batons.

"What are you doing?" Sean asked.

"Are you blind? We're here for the Heart of the Firefly!"

"Who sent you?"