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?

ignorant fool!” Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid,

other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left, I’ll send you to meet your

he swept a placid glance over the three people

blink of an eye, their faces

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

die! Please don’t kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked

at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s

had come 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

knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me,

saw him groveling that his

don’t need to have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained

shook his head. “It’s too late. I gave

he slowly raised the gun

him, and he shook like a leaf.

loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of

open the door

As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional

seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only

five middle-aged men followed in suits and

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

When the voice 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

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