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

the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other

saying that, he swept a placid glance over the

an eye, their faces

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

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

family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m a chicken if I even

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

knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr.

so livid when he saw him

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

late. I gave you

raised the gun in his

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

of loud footsteps sounded outside the private

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang

advanced in age, seemingly

him, four or five middle-aged men

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

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

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