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?

fool!” Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would

threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If

saying that, he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter, Preston, and

blink of an

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

I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at the

hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death,

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 haven’t spent! How could

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

was so livid when he saw him

to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and

I

said that, he slowly raised the gun in his

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

flurry of loud footsteps

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from

racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang

in age,

four or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

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

drifted into his ears, the middle-aged man known as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as

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