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?

ignorant fool!” Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted,

those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing left, I’ll send

glance over the three people kneeling on

an

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

I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked

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 fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m a

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

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

when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed

live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued

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

said that, he slowly raised the

him, and he shook like a leaf.

sooner had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of

unexpectedly pushed open the

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

didn’t seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

him, four or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground,

direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground, his brows promptly scrunched together. “Old Mr.

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