The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 119

Quentin’s expression darkened. “What did you say? You want me to kneel before your worthless father?”

“That’s right Haylan replied

Upon hearing this Quentin’s face grew even colder.

He felt humiliated”

This was an outright humiliation!

In his eyes. Charlie was nothing more than a lowly beggar and a wretched commoner

Yet. Haylan demanded that he kneel and apologize to such a despicable individual. Wasn’t this the epitome of humiliation?

Quentin’s eyes turned icy, and he glared fiercely at Haylan. “Haylan Jaber, dream on if you think I’ll kneel before your wretched father like a servant!”

“Your father, that pathetic dog, isn’t even worthy of being my shoe polisher!”

“What did you say? Haylan’s gaze grew even colder.

“I said your father is a poor dog and a lowly commoner. He’s not worthy even to be called garbage in this world… Quentin’s eyes were fierce and arrogant as he degraded Charlie to dust.

Smack!

Before Quentin could finish his sentence, Haylan slapped hum and sent him flying and crashing into the wall. Instantly, blood filled his mouth.

“How dare you hit me?”

Quentin felt a burning pain on his face. Momentarily stunned, he covered his cheek and looked at Haylan in disbelief.

They were within the company premises, yet Haylan dared to attack him physically. Not to mention he was Haylan’s

superior.

“Yes, I hit you!”

Haylan’s face was ice-cold as he enunciated each word. “Let me make it clear. From now on, if you say a single bad word about my father. I’ll slap you!”

His tone was cold and domineering.

Quentin touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, his mouth twitching. Then his eyes turned bloodshot, consumed by rage. “Argh! Haylan Jaber, I will kill you!”

Gripping an iron rod, he went berserk and charged at Haylan

As the head of the security team and a retired Special Forces soldier, Quentin possessed immense strength. The mere swing of his rod created a thunderous sound.

The wind howled as the rod came crashing on Haylan with a strong force.

His movements were swift, fierce, and precise!

He targeted Haylan’s vital points directly!

skills were evident from the

undoubtedly a kill shot. He

a swift kick, he preemptively sent Quentin flying more than five meters away, leaving him sprawled on the

His chest was burning with intense pain. He wasn’t even sure

Quentin coughed violently, blood seeping from the corners

“You…

looked at Haylan in

had extensive combat experience and lightning-fast reflexes as a retired Special

even unable to perceive Haylan’s movements before being kicked away. His entire body was in excruciating pain.

strength was simply terrifying.

before my father and apologize to him, or

perspective and an outdated impression of Haylan eight years ago, Charlie viewed him as someone without a degree or skills and was

begged

was such

hadn’t done anything,

Charlie should

became furious and decided to reach

be able to beat you, but I don’t believe I can’t deal with you. I’m going to

complain to Reign and Philip. “According to company regulations, engaging in fights or brawls within the premises can result in severe consequences, including

Haylan responded calmly.

see! I’m going to report you right now!”

Haylan, desperate to leave and lodge a complaint against

and knew he couldn’t beat Haylan. A wise man wouldn’t suffer unnecessary losses. Since he couldn’t win physically, he would seek support from higher-ups

door swung

appeared at

stared coldly at Quentin. “Mr. Hackbart, are you planning to file a complaint against my friend?”

Baker…” Quentin was stunned. For a moment,

to complain about my

eyes were like sharp blades piercing into Quentin, sending shivers down

and Haylan. You

family in Lightdom City, the Muller family held greater

why Reign could not outrightly

like Quentin, a retired

Smack!

Larry slapped

by the

Smack!

gave him another

Baker, what are

Smack!

Another slap followed!

on Quentin’s face, causing both his cheeks to turn bright

“Enough!”

Larry’s arm tightly before glaring at him with malice. “Mr. Baker, if you dare to slap me again, don’t blame me for striking

think you are? You think you can