The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 153

Drip, drip, drip

Large beads of sweat dripped from Quentin’s forehead, writing the ground.

His expression, which was mutually filled with anger, turned pale and unpleasant, eventually transforming into fear.

What was going on here?

No one attacked, and Haylan did not move. Then why did he suddenly fly out?

Was there something that couldn’t be captured by a camera attacking him?

He could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought! It was impossible!

Tclearly felt a powerful force hitting my fare. It was definitely Haylan who made a move. However, he attacked too quickly, so it looked like he didn’t attack,” Quentin gritted his teeth and thought.

He suddenly shouted impatiently, “You, slow down the surveillance footage by 20 times. I want to watch it frame by frame!” The security guard could only slow down the surveillance footage 20 times to let Quentin check it frame by frame. However, as Quentin examined the frames one by one, he couldn’t find any evidence of Haylan making a move. No matter how much the video slowed down, Haylan remained motionless throughout.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible Quentin gritted his teeth. His pupils constricted intensely, and his face was filled with

disbelief

Haylan didn’t make a move. Could it really be a ghost?

At this moment, he also understood.

Why did David and has lackeys shake their heads, indicating that they didn’t see anything? It seemed like Haylan really didn’t do anything

At this moment, Haylan stood up and said coldly. “Mr. Hackbart, you should believe me now. I didn’t do anything at all.

“Actions have consequences, and karma is the ultimate judge.

“Next time, be careful with your words and stop spouting nonsense if you don’t have any evidence. Otherwise, you will pay the price for your action”

When Quentin heard the word “evidence”, his expression became even more unpleasant. He gritted his teeth and said, “Haylan, did you do it?”

“You saw the surveillance footage. I didn’t do anything. Even if I admit I hit you, what can you do without evidence?” Haylan

said

“You”

instantly consumed by anger, causing intense

against him. However, in a sudden. turn of

for an eye” to

who else could it be that struck

anything to Haylan. He could only suffer a

Harkbart, if you say it was me who hit you, then let’s just assume it was me. Now, it’s time to get back to work. Please proceed with

before returning to his office and ignoring Quentin.

on the spot with his fists clenched. He was fuming with

had been slapped for no reason and made a fool of by all the employees. It made him feel embarrassed

saw that David, Wane, and William looked at him differently. They were even holding back their

looking at? Hurry up

the others could only walk out after being shouted

you guys see it just now?

didn’t see it. Mr. Jaber didn’t move at

possibility that Mr Jaber is too fast that even the surveillance cameras can’t capture his movement””

Mr. Jaber really did it and the surveillance cameras couldn’t capture it, it would be blatant revenge. Mr.

times. Then it definitely wastit Mr. Jaber No human could be so fast that they could not be captured on the footage!”

“That’s true!”

then who was the one who hit Mr Hackbart? Could

in the security department where someone was allegedly driven to suicide by Mr.

the mention of this word, everyone shuddered and lett the security com as

even grim. He looked around with

person really

he broke out in a cold sweat. He felt a chill run down his spine and ran out. He ran faster than a

walking under the sun, Quentin heaved a

right under the

of menacing individuals entering the company.

family is here!”

was overjoyed. Then, he smiled sinisterly and looked at Haylan in the security room’s office. He thought to himself

there were many people from the Muller family. Among them was the second-in-command of the

of the

it was obvious they were here to seek justice and demand answers

he could already see the scene of Haylan being tortured by the Muller family. He was ready to

took the opportunity to wipe the

dyed the ground