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?

man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure

threats. “What other

glance over the three people kneeling on

of an

there would come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting

Please don’t kill me! I beg you!”

up!” When 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 as you!

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

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

so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet.

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

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

he slowly raised the gun

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

a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door

pushed open

with all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang

all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

him, four or five middle-aged men followed

death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at

that direction. As soon as he made

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