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.

you just hit me?” Sam asked in

And I’m going to

the back of Sam’s head, his eyes

seven orifices and down his face. He lay on

of everyone at present curl.

Haylan did was

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away and snapped, “Get

went out of sight within seconds like a bunch

Charlie and Felicia and said,

stared at Haylan and shook uncontrollably, with a look of disbelief marking their features.

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

Mom, I’m Haylan,”

“Haylan? My son…”

fell on Felicia like a thunderbolt.

looked Haylan up and down for a while, then tears poured down her cheeks. She

“Mom.”

mother,

them with eyes swimming with tears too.

of his mother and said to Charlie

hair, Haylan felt so

father had aged much more than he’d imagined in the past eight years. He must have gone

gave Haylan a hard smack across the face. “You stupid boy, you might as well never come back!” he roared.

mom has been all

you. You didn’t even bother to make a

troublemaker, get down on your

trembled violently in

eight years and sometimes thought he must have died. The bitter memories of living in fear and worry

sank

with anger and raised his

don’t you dare beat my son!”

with red eyes and pushed Charlie away. Gathering Haylan in her

scowled at Charlie.

he dropped his hand

opened her mouth, all she could get out was. “You’ve lost weight, son. It’s so good that

tightened when she looked

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the past eight years must have been hard for Haylan too.

thought of that made her feel so sorry for Haylan. She tightened her

beside her and dabbed tears off

long while, something suddenly struck him, and he said in haste,

Harper from the Quinern Group. Harper is a cruel and vengeful guy. He lives nearby and will definitely come to avenge Sam. Go pack up. We

too late to

a frigid

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