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

listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If

swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter, Preston,

an eye, their

forced to his knees like a dog

don’t kill me! I beg you!” he

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

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

he finished saying that, he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a clown and let

unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling

live!” Preston remained kneeling on

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

said that, he slowly raised

Preston noticed his movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook like a leaf. “No! Don’t kill

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

open the door

racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice

advanced in age, seemingly only in

four or five middle-aged men followed in suits

to death on his knees on

that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground, his brows promptly scrunched together. “Old Mr. York? What

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