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?

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

no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks

the three people

of an eye, their

had never thought that there would come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his

I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at the top of his

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

of death didn’t apply to Preston. When Preston heard his grandfather’s assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young! There are tons of women I haven’t slept with and a boatload of money I haven’t spent! How could

second he finished saying that, he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me,

was so livid when he saw him groveling

I just want to live!” Preston remained

head. “It’s too late. I gave you an opportunity, but

he slowly raised the gun in

his movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook like a

of loud footsteps sounded outside the private

unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang

advanced in age, seemingly

middle-aged men

death on his knees

that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on

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