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.

Sam asked in a

And I’m going to hit

back of Sam’s head, his eyes grim, and banged it against

rivulets from Sam’s seven orifices and down his face. He lay on the ground motionlessly like

hair of everyone at

Haylan did was brutal.

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and snapped, “Get

him up and went out of sight within seconds like a bunch

pipe, Haylan turned to face Charlie and

Charlie and Felicia stared at Haylan and shook uncontrollably, with a look

a completely different man. Charlie and Felicia could barely

I’m Haylan,”

“Haylan? My son…”

Felicia

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

“Mom.”

arms around his mother, and his eyes turned

them with eyes

of his mother and said

grey hair, Haylan

he’d imagined in the past eight

feelings. He took a deep breath to calm down and then gave Haylan a hard smack

mom has

call back, but we didn’t get a single word from you. You didn’t

get down on your knees

trembled violently in

hadn’t heard from Haylan for eight years and sometimes thought he must have died. The bitter memories of living in fear and worry made Charlie so mad that he

sank to his

himself with

dare beat

red eyes and pushed Charlie

scowled at Charlie.

and he dropped

her chest, Felicia had so much to say to him, but when she opened her mouth, all she could get out was.

she looked at

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clothes were all frayed, and she thought the past eight years must have been hard for Haylan too.

made her feel so sorry for Haylan. She tightened her arms around him and couldn’t stop tears from trickling down her

beside her and dabbed tears off her face.

him, and he said

is a cruel and vengeful guy. He lives nearby and will definitely come to avenge

too late to escape!”

Haylan could respond, a frigid voice

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