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?

man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure you that

mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up

saying that, he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the

an eye,

forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution when he

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

glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no?

his grandfather’s assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled,

on his knees and groveled without delay,

livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t

have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and

Jonathan shook his head. “It’s too late. I gave you an

said that, he slowly raised the gun in his

deluged him, and he shook like a leaf. “No! Don’t kill

a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door

unexpectedly pushed open the door from

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

all that advanced in age, seemingly only in his

middle-aged men followed in suits

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.

voice drifted 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 ground, his brows promptly scrunched together.

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