Chapter 92 Mercenary King Invincible

• Haylan exerted much force on his hand. With a single punch, the traffic policeman’s helmet instantly shattered, and his forehead was severely injured. “Haylan, are you crazy? He is a traffic policeman. You… Lydia was stunned. Assaulting a police officer was a serious crime. “Assaulting a traffic policeman? At least he should be a real traffic policeman,” Haylan said lightly. “Huh” Lydia was stunned. “Son of a bitch!” The traffic policeman, whose head was beaten up, felt dizzy and became furious. He took out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it fiercely at Haylan’s neck. Without another word, Haylan quickly opened the car door and sent the traffic policeman lying. At that moment, the traffic policeman’s head was bleeding. His broken helmet fell to the ground, revealing his true appearance. There was a cyan dragon tattooed on the traffic policeman’s forehead. It was sinister and eye-catching. “He…” Lydia looked at the man and immediately understood. As a righteous police officer, he couldn’t have a tattoo on his body. So, he was a fake traffic policeman! Suddenly, countless car horns could be heard. Cars rushed over like steel beasts and blocked Haylan’s car in the middle, making it unable to move. A group of burly men with polished weapons in their hands got out of the car and stared coldly at Haylan’s BMW Seeing the scene, Lydia was so frightened that her face turned pale. She grabbed the handle tightly and said with a trembling voice, “Haylan, what… What should we do?” “They’re just a bunch of trash.
• There’s no need to be afraid of them. Stay in the car and don’t move. I’ll deal with them. It’ll be done in ten minutes.” Haylan lit a cigarette and got out of the car. After closing the car door and locking it, he glanced at the group of people indifferently. There were many people in front of Haylan, at least a hundred in total. They were as aggressive as wolves and tigers. However, in Haylan’s opinion, those people were good for nothing, and it was only a bluff The fake traffic policeman, whose head was covered in blood, struggled to stand up and stared fiercely at Haylan. “How did you know that I was an imposter?” “Bro, the badges on your shoulder are all wrong. That insignia should be the rank of major. Do you think the major will be a traffic policeman?” Haylan took a pulf of his cigarette and looked at the fake traffic policeman disdainfully. “You don’t even know such common sense. How did you manage to survive? “With your ability, do you still want to be an assassin? I’m afraid you’ll die before you leave the training camp. How did the leader of your assassin organization send people like you out? Isn’t he afraid of damaging the reputation of the organization?” Haylan didn’t know what to say.
• After living for so many years, this was the first time Haylan had seen such a stupid killer. How amateurish! Moreover, the fake traffic policeman was uncultured! “So, you recognized me long ago.” The fake traffic policeman’s face darkened. “I could tell you were an impostor when you directed the vehicles.” “Since that’s the case, why did you follow my instructions and drive to this road?” The fake traffic policeman looked puzzled He thought. “The guy knew that I was a fake, yet he still dared to drive here. Was there something wrong with his brain?” Haylan smiled. With the cigarette in his mouth, he said calmly. “If I didn’t come here, would you appear?” “What do you mean?” The fake traffic policeman’s face turned cold. Haylan glanced at everyone at the scene. His eyes were filled with confusion as he said, “So many amateur assassins are here. You’re indeed unprofessional. Will all the assassins act at the same time! “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re not killers.” So many people had come at the same time. It was not the style of an assassin organization. Instead, it was the style of those gangsters on the street! “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I don’t care about Ms. Riley or something else. Today. Im here for you. You’ll be dead today” The fake traffic policeman did not wait for Haylan to finish speaking. He immediately pulled out a machete nearly 20 inches long from his waist and threw it at Haylan Then, he roared. “Attack! Kill him” “Huh Haylan dodged and reached out his right hand to grab the machete. His expression was stunned. Haylan wondered. “These people weren’t here for Lydia, but for me? “What’s going on?” Haylan didn’t have much time to think about it carefully. With the fake traffic policeman’s roar, a hundred burly men brandished their weapons and charged at Haylan. Haylan jumped up and kicked the burly man at the front away. Then he put the cigarette on the roof of the BMW, “Haylan, are you crazy? Hurry up and get in the car to escape!” Lydia shouted anxiously in the car. So many people were rushing over, and they could drown Haylan if they spat.