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?

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

over the three

blink of an eye,

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

I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at

the room, Hunter’s head 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? What’s there to fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m a chicken if I even

harbored any illusions. Alas, 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

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

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

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

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

raised the gun in

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

had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps

after, someone unexpectedly pushed open

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

didn’t seem all that advanced in

or five middle-aged men followed in suits

middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at

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

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