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?

statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man

threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left, I’ll send

glance over the three people

of an eye, their faces went

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

I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at the top

“The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no? What’s

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 I

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

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

to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground

“It’s too late. I gave

he slowly raised the gun in

and he shook like a leaf. “No!

than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of

after, someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from

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

in age, seemingly only in his

five middle-aged men followed

man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees

lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out

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