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?

though the man would certainly die soon, he

to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left,

swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter,

an eye,

that there would come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution when he was the heir of the

kill me! I beg you!” 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

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!

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

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

to have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued begging for

too late. I gave you an opportunity, but you

that, he slowly raised the gun in his

deluged him, and he shook like a leaf. “No! Don’t

sooner had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of the

pushed open the door

racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged

didn’t seem all that advanced in age,

middle-aged

middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death

gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground, his brows promptly scrunched together.

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