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?

as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure you that you’ll definitely die a

By then, Jonathan was no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other

saying that, he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter,

blink of an

come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution when he was the heir of the York

me! I beg

of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your worse,

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 with and a boatload of money

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

live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and

late. I gave you

said that, he slowly raised the gun in his

unadulterated fear deluged him, and he

that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

How utterly disgraceful!” As the

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

five middle-aged men followed

in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on

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 together. “Old Mr. York?

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