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?

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

feeble threats. “What other tricks

glance over the three people kneeling on

the blink of an eye, their faces went

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

kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked

room, Hunter’s head snapped back, and he glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family

tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young! There are tons

that, he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr.

child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed

don’t need to have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued begging for

his head. “It’s too late. I

he slowly raised

fear deluged him, and he shook like a leaf.

than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of

pushed open the door from the

racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in

seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

or five middle-aged

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

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,

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