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?

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

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 send

he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter, Preston, and

an eye,

a day when he was forced to

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

reverberated in the 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 just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m a chicken if

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

groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a

livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York

live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued

“It’s too late. I gave you an opportunity, but you didn’t appreciate

said that, he slowly raised

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

than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the

unexpectedly pushed open the door

on here? And what’s with all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out,

didn’t seem all that advanced in

five middle-aged men followed in suits and

death

as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as

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