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?

that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly

no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left,

placid glance over the three people

blink of an eye, their

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

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

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

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

groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a clown and

so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed

to have any spine! I just want to live!”

late. I

he slowly raised the gun

Preston noticed his movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook

that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside

someone unexpectedly pushed open

disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional attire stalked into the

advanced in age,

four or five middle-aged men followed

the middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at a single glance. “Mr.

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 the man kneeling on the

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