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?

audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I

threats. “What other tricks do you

placid glance over the

an eye,

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

beg you!” he abruptly

the room, Hunter’s head snapped back, and he glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family

into tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young! There are tons of women I haven’t

himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me,

instance, you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t

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

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

that, he slowly raised the gun

Preston noticed his movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and

loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out

unexpectedly pushed open the door from

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

that advanced in age, seemingly only

or five middle-aged men followed in

in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at a single glance.

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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