The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt)

Chapter 5

This was shocking.

So shocking!

The Labenz family was the greatest in Lightdom City, with over three hundred years of history.

Their conglomerate was the pivot of Lightdom City’s economy, and their business empire had expanded overseas. The assets they owned were of inconceivable value.

Many of their family members were elites in different trades. Some were high-rank officials, some were successful business people, and some were experts in martial arts…

It was not stretching the truth to say that the Labenz family was the uncrowned ruler of the Lightdom City.

Compared with the Labenz family, the Quinern Group was just an inconspicuous worm.

Just a word from Landon was enough to make the Quinern Group go under. Patriarch Labenz and Reign didn’t even need to lift a finger..

Therefore, it blew Harper and his underlings’ minds and scared the wits out of them that Landon showed up personally to help Haylan and declared that Haylan was a distinguished guest of the Labenz family.

They realized that they had messed with the wrong guy and were doomed.

“Mr. Katz, I’m sorry. I swear to leave Mr. Jaber and his parents alone in the future!” Harper promised in a hurry.

“Mr. Jaber saved Ms. Labenz’s life. You have to pay the price for hurting his parents!”

Landon looked at Harper with a severe expression and unsheathed a knife from behind his waist.

A gleam of cold light flashed.

A hand of both Harper and Sam was cut off and fell to the ground. Blood gushed from their wounds.

“Ahhhhh!”

They screamed in pain.

“Get down on your knees and apologize to Mr. Jaber Landon said coldly.

“Mr. Jaber, I’m so sorry. Please spare me.”

Harper and Sam peed their pants in terror. They clutched their wrists and kneeled with pained expressions, apologizing profusely.

Landon, the Super Slayer, was so powerful that they couldn’t afford to defy him.

Haylan glanced at the blood on the ground and said with a frown, “Go away! Don’t let me see you. again.”

Haylan and Sam were elated that Haylan would get them off the hook. They picked up their bloody hands from the ground and took to their heels..

Other hooligans immediately beat it with pale faces too.

“A bunch of losers!”

Landon stared after them with disdain in his eyes. Then he looked around and handed Haylan a card. “If they come at you again, call me. I’ll take care of it.”

“Okay. Thank you,” Haylan replied.

“You’re welcome. You saved Ms. Labenz. That made you our friend. I have a meeting to attend. I have to go. See you around.”-

Landon shook hands with Haylan and then got in his car and left.

On the road, his phone rang. Reign’s voice sounded on the other end of the line. “Mr. Katz, have you seen him? How do you like him? Do you think he’s qualified to be my bodyguard?”

Immediately after the plane landed, Reign sent her subordinates to check Haylan’s background. When word came back that someone was bullying Haylan’s parents, she instantly sent Landon to help.

them.

Landon glanced at Haylan in the rear mirror and replied calmly, “He fights well, but it remains to be seen whether he’s good enough to be your personal bodyguard.

“We can’t be too careful given the tensions in the family recently. Don’t rush into any decision.”

Reign couldn’t argue with that.

Haylan looked at the Rolls-Royce until it went out of his sight. He then tossed Landon’s card away.

As the Mercenary King, he was too proud to ask anyone for help.

Charlie and Felicia were so relieved to see those guys finally leave.

They slumped to the ground, huffing and puffing with sweat all over their foreheads.

After a short while, Felicia rose to her feet and hurriedly pulled Haylan into the house, closing the door behind them.

Charlie sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Glaring at Haylan, he grumbled, “You little punk landed us in hot water even before you walked through the door.”

“Dad. I’ve taken care of everything.”

Haylan felt sorry when he glanced at his father’s grey hair and added, “I promise to find a secure job and take care of you when you’re old and ill. I’ll get married and have lots of children. You’ll have lots. of fun with them.”

Charlie stiffened, his gaze locked on Haylan. The emotions in his eyes changed.

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Charlie felt warm, and his eyes became watery, but he kept a gloomy face and grumbled, “You smart-mouthed douchebag. I won’t believe you until the day you carry out your promise.

“You said the same thing eight years ago, but you left home, and we never heard from you again!

“You’d better keep your promise this time, or you never have to call me Dad again!”

After finishing his words, Charlie darted Haylan a hard look and stomped out the door.

“Charlie, where are you going?” Felicia asked.

“I can’t stand the sight of him. I’ll go get some fresh air.”

With the cigarette between his lips, Charlie covered the wound on his head with his hand and hurried out.

Once the door was closed, tears streamed down his face.

“It’s the cigarette. I’m not crying,” he slurred.

Charlie wiped his eyes and scurried off. He didn’t want Haylan and Felicia to see him shed tears.

Eight years had passed. His son came back alive and had changed so much. He was blissed out and couldn’t hold back his tears.

Felicia saw that and let out a laugh. “It’s fine to cry. It won’t make him any less of a man.”

“Mom, what’s wrong with Dad?” Haylan asked.

“He’s mad at you for disappearing for eight years. Noi a day went by that he didn’t worry about you. He missed you a lot and blamed you for not calling back.”

Felicia chuckled and continued. “But don’t get him wrong. He lashes out at you, but deep down, he cares for you more than anyone else. He often wept at night at the thought that you might have suffered a lot and gotten pushed around by others after leaving home. He’s just too proud to speak. his mind.”

Haylan laughed after hearing that.

His father was cute in his own way.

“By the way, who was that guy called Landon Katz? He’s your friend?” Felicia suddenly asked.

“No. He came to return a favor on someone else’s behalf.” Haylan shook his head.

Then he told Felicia what had happened between him and Reign, but he saved the gunshot and killing part.

Felicia listened to him with a grave face and remarked, “He took those men’s hands without blinking. I don’t think he’s a good guy. You should stay away from him.”

“Okay,” Haylan agreed.

“All right. You must be tired from the journey. Go to your room and have some rest,” Felicia said.

Haylan nodded and walked to his room.

He froze when he pushed the door open.

His room was exactly the same as he’d left it eight years ago.

On the desk lay his pencils, middle school textbooks, stickers, the slingshot, and comic books…

Even the yellowed posters of movies and celebrities he’d once loved were still on the wall, bringing back many memories..

Besides, the room was spotless. It was apparent that some often cleaned it.

Looking around his old room, Haylan felt a lump in his throat, and his eyes turned teary.

“Your dad said this is where you belong. No matter where you went, you’d eventually come back. home. So he doesn’t allow your siblings to use your room and keeps everything the way you left them. He doesn’t want you to find this place strange when you come back,” Felicia said.

Haylan felt mixed feelings because of those words, and tears blurred his vision.

Putting down his duffel bag, he sat on his bed and touched the quilt.

All those familiar stuff gave him a sense of belonging

It was what it felt like to be home. His mind was put at ease.

It felt so good!

Haylan smiled.

After putting away his things, he walked out and asked, “Mom, I send money home every month. Why didn’t you use that money to buy some new furniture?”

“You sent money home?” Felicia looked confused.

“You didn’t receive it?” Haylan was surprised.

“No.” Felicia shook her head and said they hadn’t received a penny from Haylan in the past eight

years.

Haylan’s eyes darkened. “Mom, has Declan visited you and Dad in the eight years?”

Declan Jackett was the guy who had helped Haylan send money home. He was from this neighborhood too, and Haylan trusted him.

“No I heard that he went abroad and made a fortune. He came back three years ago and started a foreign trade company and a real estate company. Both companies are worth tens of millions now,”

Felicia shook her hand and said dryly. “Why would a big boss like him come to visit poor people like

us?”

Haylan’s eyes became colder.

Declan had been working as a dishwasher, bartender, and waiter abroad. None of those jobs could earn him a fortune. At times, Haylan needed to give him money to help him scrape by. It didn’t make sense that he was so rich now.

Declan had helped him send money home every month, but it turned out that Haylan’s parents hadn’t received a penny.

The answer was obvious. Declan had kept the money for himself.