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?

an ignorant fool!” Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die

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

saying that, he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter, Preston, and

the blink of an

that there would come a day when he was forced to his knees

Please don’t kill me! I beg

him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you!

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

he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein!

saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t have a spineless descendant like

have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the

I gave

slowly raised the gun

Preston noticed his movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook like

loud footsteps sounded outside the

open the door from

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

seem all that advanced in age,

four or five middle-aged

the moment the middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on

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

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