Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 142

Then his palm clenched without hesitation.

Crack!

With a loud crack, Sean crushed Charles' throat with one hand.

"Uh..."

Charles' eyes widened.

Then blood poured out of his mouth.

Thump!

Sean's grip loosened, and Charles crumbled to the ground.

His body twitched as his eyes widened.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

It soon went quiet.

The men behind Charles widened their eyes in disbelief.

Charles was worth tens of millions of dollars and had countless thugs.

Charles, who had reigned over River City's underground forces for 20 years, was crushed to death by Sean with one hand?

A mighty man had died at the hands of a cripple!

It was unbelievable.

"He killed Mr. Charles. Avenge Mr. Charles!"

Suddenly, a youth let out a roar and pounced straight at Sean.

One took the lead, and the others followed suit.

Forty people surrounded Sean.

"I, Sean Lennon, am undefeatable in battle. You guys are nothing."

Sean snorted coldly and stretched out his hands.

Two years ago, he had single-handedly killed ten enemy commanders.

Leading countless troops, he had defeated countless bandits.

He won one war and recovered 4,000 kilometers of land.

After the war, millions of people dubbed him the god of war.