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?

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

to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left,

over the three people kneeling on

an

He had never thought that there would come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution

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

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! It’s just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m

burst into tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young!

prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please

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

live!” Preston remained kneeling on the

too late. I gave you an opportunity, but you

he slowly raised the gun

movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook like a leaf.

of loud footsteps

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As

in age, seemingly only

five middle-aged men followed

middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his

lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out

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