The Invincible Mercenary King novel Chapter 3

"How dare you beat Sam?"

Sam's wails drew the attention of all the hooligans, and they all turned to glower at Haylan.

Sam grabbed his broken wrist, his face contorting with pain, and yelled frantically, "Boys! Go on. Chop him up!"

He was infuriated.

He had been a bully in this neighborhood for years, and no one had ever had the balls to hit him.

All he wanted at that moment was to kill Haylan.

Hearing his words, those hooligans shouted and threw themselves at Haylan.

"You're dead!"

Haylan kicked Sam away, picked up the steel pipe on the ground, and dashed out.

He agilely moved among the hooligans and struck hard and fast.

Before long, bones were broken, and blood was drawn. All those hooligans were knocked off their feet and wailing on the ground.

Haylan ended where he had started without a scratch.

"W-What the hell?"

Looking at his men on the ground, Sam staggered to his feet, and his mouth hung open with shock.

Charlie and Felicia were astonished too.

So were the others gathering around the bungalow.

No one had expected the man coming out of nowhere to turn the tide so effortlessly.

"You're their head, right?"

Haylan whipped his head around and examined Sam with penetrating eyes.

Sam looked aghast and intended to beat it.

"You can't leave so soon."

Haylan's face sank. He took a stride forward and kicked Sam on the ground.

Sam was so scared but tried to look collected when he said, "I'm warning you. I work for Harper of the Quinern Group. You..."

Slap!

Haylan slapped him on the face and cut him short.

"Did you just hit me?" Sam asked in a daze.

"Yeah. And I'm going to hit you again!"

Haylan grabbed the hair on the back of Sam's head, his eyes grim, and banged it against the ground.

Blood ran in rivulets from Sam's head and down his face. He lay on the ground motionlessly like a dying dog.

That scene made the hair of everyone at present curl.

What Haylan did was brutal.

Haylan kicked Sam far away and snapped, "Get out of here!"

All appalled, Sam's lackeys picked him up and went out of sight within seconds like a bunch of frightened rats.

Dropping the steel pipe, Haylan turned to face Charlie and Felicia and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"You're..." Charlie and Felicia stared at Haylan and shook uncontrollably, with a look of disbelief marking their features.

It had been eight years since Haylan left, and he'd returned a completely different man. Charlie and Felicia could barely recognize their son.

"Dad, Mom, I'm Haylan," Haylan said.

"Haylan? My son..."

Haylan's words fell on Felicia like a thunderbolt.

She looked Haylan up and down for a while, and then tears poured down her cheeks. She ran to him and threw her arms around him, weeping.

"Mom."

Haylan wrapped his arms around his mother, and his eyes turned misty.

Charlie looked at them with eyes swimming with tears too.

After a long time, Haylan let go of his mother and said to Charlie in a choked voice, "Dad, I came back."

Taking in his father's grey hair, Haylan felt so contrite.