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?

Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure you that you’ll

in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have

over the three people kneeling

blink of an eye, their

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 he was the

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

his cry reverberated in the room, Hunter’s head snapped back, and he glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly

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 with and a boatload of money I haven’t spent! How

his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me,

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

want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued begging

too late. I gave you an

he slowly raised the

unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook

than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room

after, someone unexpectedly pushed open the door

As the voice

that advanced in age, seemingly only

four or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at a single glance.

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 together. “Old Mr.

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