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?

the man

to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still

that, he swept a placid glance over the three

an eye, their

forced to his

beg you!” he abruptly

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

things had come to that, he no longer harbored any illusions. Alas, his fear of 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

Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider me a clown and let me go, won’t

this instance, you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t have

just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued begging for

I

he slowly raised the gun in his

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

of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out of the

someone unexpectedly pushed open the

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

all that advanced in age, seemingly only in

five middle-aged

who had resigned himself to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at

in that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground, his brows promptly scrunched

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