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?

Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure you that you’ll definitely

then, Jonathan was no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have

glance over the

an eye, their faces went

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

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

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

assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa!

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

up right this instance, you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family

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

his head. “It’s too late. I gave

he slowly raised the gun in his

deluged him, and

of loud footsteps sounded outside the

pushed open the door from

utterly disgraceful!” As the

advanced in

or five middle-aged men followed in suits

moment the middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees

middle-aged man known as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out

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