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?

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

Jonathan was 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, I’ll

placid glance over the three people kneeling on

of an eye, their faces went

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

Please don’t kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at

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!

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

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

up right this instance, you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling

to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued

late. I

said that, he slowly raised the gun in his

him, and he shook like a leaf. “No!

had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside

open the door

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

in age,

him, four or five middle-aged

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

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. “Old Mr. York? What

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