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 definitely die a horrific

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

placid glance over the three people kneeling on the

the blink of an eye, their faces

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

kill me! I beg you!”

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?

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 I

and groveled without delay, “Please spare

him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t have a

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 in his

unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook like a leaf. “No!

that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded

unexpectedly pushed open

what’s with all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional attire stalked into the

didn’t seem all that advanced in age, seemingly

or five middle-aged men followed in suits

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

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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