The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 442

A chorus of mercenaries erupted in a thunderous roar, their voices reverberating through the vast expanse of the bustling casino, shaking the very foundations and lingering in the air long after.

Josef, Sharvin, Eden, Reign, Xander, and the others all exchanged frowns, their eyes swiftly fixating on the commanding presence of Mr. Payne.

This man looked like a rugged hero with a solid and imposing physique. His smile was warm and inviting, giving off an air of approachability. Despite his formidable presence, he had a gentle and kind demeanor that made him appear harmless to both man and beast.

But to the four sword-wielding Generals, Fletcher, and all the mercenaries present, his presence ignited an intense enthusiasm of admiration in their eyes.

“Mr. Payne? Isn’t he Buckminster, the fish merchant?”

“Buckminster, the respected fish merchant, known for his charitable acts and support for impoverished students in Flensburg City. He was hailed as benevolent, but little did anyone know that his true identity held such surprises.”

“My word, this man sure knows how to keep his secrets hidden deep. Is he the cunning mastermind behind all of this?”

“On the surface, he presents himself as a noble benefactor, a philanthropist with a warm smile. But deep down, he harbors the heart of a demon. This man is truly fearsome, a perfect example of a smiling predator”

The bosses acquainted with Mr. Payne were taken aback, their faces filled with terror as they gazed upon Buckminster.

In particular, the affluent business people in Flensburg City were left speechless, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Buckminster, a prominent figure in Flensburg City, was known for his thriving businesses and philanthropic activities. He generously supported underprivileged students and provided shelters for orphans and people experiencing homelessness. earning him the reputation of a revered benefactor. His impact on the community was such that several schools erected statues in his honor, forever commemorating his remarkable contributions.

In a recent TV interview, the young students of Flensburg City idolized Buckminster, looking up to him as their role model. They expressed their aspirations to follow in his footsteps, dedicating themselves to philanthropy and positively impacting society as he did.

No one could have ever imagined that Buckminster would be the person he turned out to be.

“Yet another Robert!”

Reign’s expression turned grim as she laid eyes on Buckminster.

Seeing Buckminster, she couldn’t help but recall the likeness of Robert.

The difference was in how thoroughly he had disguised himself.

BANG!

his hands bound tightly, was unceremoniously tossed to the ground,

shouting. “You dirty son of a gun, Buckminster! The Zabel family has been good to you. Why would you turn against us and seek to

simply because you folks happened to be in my path,” Buckminster chuckled with a sly

of that, you’re gonna take our lives?”

“You bet!”

scoundrel, I’m gonna

forehead veins pulsating as he unleashed a mighty

was the effect of the intoxicating fragrance that

off, fueled by his blazing fury; his Internal Strength surged like wildfire. The ropes that restrained him strained under pressure, threatening to snap at any moment. BANG!

a celestial warrior, delivering a devastating blow to his back that sent him sprawling and coughing up

in front of our Mr. Payne.

his eyes filled with fury as he confronted Buckminster. “You sneaky son of a gun, how did you smuggle in all these mercenaries without anyone catching on? And

men are all gone, and now every soul

bastard!” Seward seethed with even greater fury, determined to

unleashed a

was struck with such force that blood gushed from his seven orifices, leaving him sprawled unconscious on the ground.

and said. “Toss

contemptuously as if discarding a worthless object. He sneered, “A seven-star General, huh? Just

contemptuous look at Fletcher, his eyes brimming with scorn.

more than a five-star General,

been for the intoxicating fragrance that had been used on Seward, Fletcher would have been

his eyes. Fletcher was nothing more than an arrogant upstart who thought too highly of

pretentious act, using it to

confronted Seward, the faces of Josef, Eden, Sharvin,

force to be reckoned with. His formidable strength and unmatched skills made him a true military

like a helpless dog, entirely at the mercy of

day how mighty Fletcher had been.

in a heap of trouble now,” Sharvin whispered in a low voice.

the true strength of Fletcher, they would have allowed Eden to make a daring

a pack of wolves in this treacherous territory, we find ourselves trapped, like cornered prey with no hope

silent, his gaze fixated on the surroundings, carefully assessing the