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?

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

longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s

glance over the three people kneeling on

of an

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

die! Please don’t kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at the top of

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

to that, he no longer 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 want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young! There are tons of women I haven’t slept

and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a clown and let

livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family

need to have any spine! I just want to live!”

head. “It’s too late. I gave you an opportunity, but you

raised the gun

movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook

of loud footsteps sounded outside the

someone unexpectedly pushed open

the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out,

advanced in age, seemingly only

him, four or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at a single glance. “Mr.

and gazed in that direction. As soon as

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