The guardian's sword

Chapter 2373

"Really?

"It seems you're rich, Mr. Winters.”

Sean smiled at Hayes and said.

Hayes thought Sean was interested, so he continued, "I'm not rich, but I can afford 100 million or 200

million."

Consider it. Knowing how frugal Fabian was, he probably wouldn't pay more than 50 million for this

task.

"If you work for me, I'll pay you 200 million. What do you think?"

Despite his disagreements with Fabian, Hayes knew Fabian well.

Fabian offered Sean 40 million for this task.

After all, Fabian had also sent two teams to keep Millie safe in secret, so 40 million was not too bad.

However, if Sean had known earlier that he was dealing with a thug like Hayes, he would have not

considered taking this job for 40 million.

When Sean stopped talking, Hayes assumed that Sean was trying to decide whether to betray Fabian

and join them.

“Sean, don't say yes!

"This guy isn't a man of his word!

"If you think 40 million isn’t enough, I'll ask my father to give you 200 million after we return!”

Inside Greenrie Cathedral, Millie also overheard the conversation and immediately shouted anxiously.

Standing beside Millie, Cynthia's face and eyes were icy.

"Don't shout, Ms. Winters. You're giving away our position!"

Daniel said after glancing gloomily at Millie.

Although Greenrie Cathedral was not big, Hayes could see them at a glance when he entered Greenrie

Cathedral grounds with his men.

However, they should not give away their location. If Hayes and his men had Molotov cocktails, they

would be in big trouble if they tossed one in.

Millie froze and seemed to realize that she had made a mistake.

She looked at the crowd apologetically.

“Don't worry, Ms. Winters. Mr. Lennon isn't greedy for money. Zander said quietly.

Outside Greenrie Cathedral, a man walked up to Hayes and whispered, "Boss, we've identified their

location. Would you like the boys to throw in some Molotov cocktails?”

"Okay... Fire away!

"If a couple of Molotov cocktails can settle my niece, I don't have to waste 200 million more on this

punk.” Hayes said after musing slightly.

The staff member answered in acknowledgment, turned around, and went to their car.

He opened the trunk, and a bunch of Molotov cocktails was crammed in it.

He took out six or seven Molotov cocktails and threw one into Greenrie Cathedral.

“Mr. Winters, isn't it a bit rude of you to attack while we're still talking business?”

Sean said faintly as he looked at the fast-approaching Molotov cocktail.

Hayes was now unbothered to talk to Sean. He grimaced and said, "Do you f*cking think my money

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"Do you want 200 million? Do you know how many assassins I can get to kill you with 200 million?

“Why waste 200 million when I can kill Millie with a few Molotov cocktails?"

Hayes laughed maniacally as he scornfully observed Sean.

"Really?"

Sean shook his head and smiled.

As Hayes and the others looked on in amazement, Sean jumped up two meters on the spot and kicked

the burning Molotov cocktail back.

After all, a Molotov cocktail was nothing more thana flimsy glass bottle. Using a little more force would

cause the Molotov cocktail to break.

However, when Sean kicked the Molotov cocktail, it was unbroken. It showed how much control Sean

had over his strength.