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?

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

too much!” By then, Jonathan was no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you

a placid glance over the three

an eye, their faces

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

me! I beg you!”

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

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

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

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

his head. “It’s too late. I gave you an opportunity, but you didn’t appreciate

that, he slowly raised the gun

him, and he shook like a

he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

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

advanced in age, seemingly

or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death

man known as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made

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