Chapter 119: 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!

A true master’s skills were evident from the very first move!

When Quentin made his move, it was undoubtedly a kill shot. He obviously wanted to take Haylan’s life.

Haylan’s gaze grew even colder. With a swift kick, he preemptively sent Quentin flying more than five meters away, leaving him sprawled on the ground The tremendous force caused Quentin to cough up blood. His chest was burning with intense pain.

He wasn’t even sure how many of his ribs were broken.

Clutching his chest, Quentin coughed violently, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

“You…

He looked at Haylan in disbelief.

Quentin had extensive combat experience and lightning-fast reflexes as a retired Special Forces soldier. He often delivered lethal blows with a single strike.

However, despite exerting his full strength just now, he couldn’t harm Haylan in the slightest. He was even unable to perceive Haylan’s movements before being kicked away. His entire body was in excruciating pain.

Haylan’s strength was simply terrifying.

“I repeat myself. You must kneel before my father and apologize to him, or every time I see you. I’ll hit you!” Haylan said coldly Having a narrow perspective and an outdated impression of Haylan eight years ago, Charlie viewed him as someone without a degree or skills and was fit only for a security guard position.

That’s why Charlie knelt and begged Quentin, even kowtowing to him.

That was such a humilation!

It would have been fine if Quentin hadn’t done anything, considering it was Charlie’s voluntary act.

However, Quentin even suggested that Charlie should kneel before him.

That’s when Haylan became furious and decided to reach Quentin a lesson.

“You bastard, Haylan Jaber! I might not be able to beat you, but I don’t believe I can’t deal with you.

I’m going to report you to Ms. Labenz right now!”

Quentin clutched his chest and gritted his teeth. He endured the pain and stood up, wanting to complain to Reign and Philip. “According to company regulations, engaging in fights or brawls within the premises can result in severe consequences, including termination.”

“Suit yourself,” Haylan responded calmly.

“Haylan Jaber, you’re doomed! Just wait and see! I’m going to report you right now!”

Quentin gritted his teeth and glared at Haylan, desperate to leave and lodge a complaint against him at the CEO’s office.

He had learned his lesson 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 to suppress Haylan.

Just then, the door swung open.

and Larry appeared at the entrance.

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

“Mr. Baker…” Quentin was stunned. For a moment, he was unsure of how to respond.

“I’m asking you, are you planning to complain about my friend?” Larry repeated.

His cold eyes were like sharp blades piercing into Quentin, sending shivers down his spine.

“Mr. Baker, this… this is between me and Haylan. You see…” Quentin’s voice trembled.

While the Muller family’s business might not rival the Labenz family in Lightdom City, the Muller family held greater power in the political arena.

This was also why Reign could not outrightly reject Larry’s relentless pursuit.

Facing an influential guy like Larry, even someone like Quentin, a retired Special Forces member, felt fearful and dared not easily offend him Smack!

Before Quentin could finish his sentence, Larry slapped him hard across the face.

“Mr. Baker…” Stunned by the sudden blow, Quentin froze.

Smack!

He gave him another slap!

“Mr. Baker, what are you doing?”

Smack!

Another slap followed!

Larry’s face grew dark as he continued to rain down blows on Quentin’s face, causing both his cheeks to turn bright red.

“Enough!”

Face throbbing with pain, Quentin grew furious. He immediately reached out and gripped 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 back!”

“You want to strike me? Who do you think you are? You think you can hit me too?” Larry sneered.

With that, he raised his arm, preparing to strike again.

Quentin gritted his teeth and did not dare to resist. He could only dodge.

“You stupid thing! How dare you try to dodge?” Larry grew furious and continued to swing his hand.

Quentin tried to dodge again but couldn’t evade the blow this time. He got hit squarely, and his face immediately swelled beyond recognition.

“What?” Quentin’s eyes widened in astonishment, He had clearly dodged when Larry made his move. How was it possible that Larry still managed to land a hit?

How could this be?

Witnessing the scene, Haylan also had a slight change in his expression.

Larry’s slap had been cunningly angled and incredibly fast. He obviously demonstrated martial arts techniques.

He didn’t expect Larry to possess such skills. Haylan might have mistaken him for a spoiled rich kid if he didn’t showcase his abilities.

Little did he expect that Larry was actually a master in martial arts.

“You stupid thing, why aren’t you fighting back?” Larry’s gaze turned icy.

As he spoke, he delivered another slap to Quentin’s face.

Quentin was even more shocked.

He had intended to dodge the slap, but Larry’s speed was too fast for him to react.

Bang!

Before Quentin could respond, Larry leaped forward. He delivered a kick that sent Quentin flying and crashing to the ground. Blood flowed out from Quentin’s mouth, and he looked utterly disheveled.

“So, you wanted to complain about my friend, didn’t you? Now go ahead and complain!” Larry clapped his hands and towered above Quentin with a cold, condescending gaze.

Quentin laid on the ground. His face was in pain as he looked at Larry with a horrific expression.

“How…. How is this possible?”

He realized that Larry was not just a spoiled rich kid but a formidable master more powerful than himself!

He had planned to keep the injuries as evidence and complain to Reign and Philip about Haylan.

However, his plan seemed futile now that Larry had given him a brutal beating.

As long as Larry stepped forward and admitted to initiating the attack, nobody in the company would dare to stand by Quentin’s side.

“Son of a bitch!”

Quentin clenched his fist, his expression as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a dead frog. His heart was filled with grievance and frustration.

After finishing his assault, Larry wiped his hands with a handkerchief and pulled a card from his pocket before throwing it at Quentin. Coldly, he uttered, “This is for your medical expenses. Take it!”

“Remember this well. Haylan is my friend. I’ll beat you every time I see you if you dare to disobey him in the security department!”

“Do you understand?”