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!

face and cut him

just hit me?” Sam asked

to hit you

grabbed the hair on the back of Sam’s head,

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

hair of

did

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far away and snapped,

of sight within seconds like a bunch of frightened rats.

steel pipe, Haylan turned to face Charlie and Felicia and

and shook uncontrollably, with a look of disbelief marking their

Haylan left, and he’d returned a completely different man. Charlie and Felicia could barely recognize their son.

Mom, I’m Haylan,” Haylan

“Haylan? My son…”

on Felicia like a

for a while, then tears poured down her cheeks. She ran to

“Mom.”

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

looked at them with eyes swimming with tears

go of his mother and said

father’s grey hair, Haylan felt so contrite.

he’d imagined in the past eight years. He must have gone through lots of

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

mom has

didn’t get a single word from you. You didn’t even bother to make a call. Your mom almost

troublemaker, get down on your

violently

thought he must have died. The bitter memories of living in fear

Haylan sank to

your sorry!” Charlie was beside himself with anger and

you dare beat my son!”

them with red eyes and pushed

scowled at Charlie.

and he dropped

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

when she

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so sorry for Haylan. She tightened her arms

and dabbed tears off her face.

and he said in haste, “Enough. Stop

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

late to escape!”

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