The Legendary Man

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 What An Ignorant Fool

On the heels of that, an agonized wail split the air.

Both of Hunter’s legs were maimed by Jonathan.

However, none of the people there dared to utter a single protest.

Even Preston cowered in the corner despite the sight before him, not even daring to move an inch.

“You’ll definitely die a horrific death, kid! The York family will never let you off the hook!” Hunter shot daggers at Jonathan as he knelt in the pool of blood. The look in his eyes was so menacing that it was as though he wanted to skin the man alive.

Unfortunately, looks couldn’t kill.

Otherwise, he would have ripped the man to ribbons time and again ages ago.

“Do you think the York family will still exist after you die?” Sneering, Jonathan regarded him blithely and reiterated, “To me, the York family is no more than an ant!”

What? The York family is no more than an ant?

Upon hearing that, everyone there stared at Jonathan as though they were looking at a moron.

Who in the whole of Jazona would dare utter such a remark to Hunter York? And who would dare say that the York family, one of the four prominent families, is no more than an ant?

snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die

to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If

swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on

an eye, their faces

day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution when

Please don’t kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked

back, and he glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your

his fear of death didn’t apply to Preston. When Preston heard his grandfather’s assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled, “I don’t

finished saying that, he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a clown and let me go, won’t

this instance, you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his

don’t need to have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and

shook his head. “It’s too late. I gave

said that, he slowly raised the gun in his

and

a flurry of loud footsteps sounded

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional attire stalked into the

didn’t seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

middle-aged men

resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized

his ears, the middle-aged man known as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground, his brows promptly scrunched together. “Old Mr. York? What are

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