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?

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

By then, Jonathan was no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left, I’ll send you to meet

over the three people kneeling on the

an eye, their

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

beg you!” he abruptly shrieked

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!

fear of death didn’t apply to Preston. When Preston heard his grandfather’s assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled,

he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay,

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

want to live!” Preston

late. I gave you an opportunity,

said that, he slowly raised the gun

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

a flurry of loud footsteps sounded

pushed open the door

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

didn’t seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

him, four or five middle-aged men followed in

resigned himself to death on his knees

the voice drifted into 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 promptly scrunched

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