The Legendary Man Chapter 297

It Is Your Turn

“What are you lot waiting for? Attack!”

Emmett’s face darkened at his defiance.

“Yes!”

Upon his order, the burly men brandished the batons and bayonets they were holding and charged at Jonathan.

However, before they could strike, Jonathan had sprung into action. Stepping forward swiftly, he launched a punch at one mercenary who was at the front of the group.

The impact on his head caused the latter to black out and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Before the rest of the group could react, Jonathan swung his right arm and hit another man on the neck with his elbow.

A loud thump rumbled through the room.

Despite weighing almost two hundred pounds, the second man fell like a log from Jonathan’s assault.

After they saw what happened, alarm bells sounded in the other mercenaries’ mind as they approached him cautiously.

Being professional hired hands, they had fought many brutal battles and spilled the blood of countless men.

However, nothing prepared them to face a foe like Jonathan where they couldn’t counter-attack at all.

How is this possible?

him?” Emmett raged when he saw the mercenaries recoiling in

more than ten of you fail to take down one

the mercenaries exchanged glances with each other before thrusting their

stab him, he would

triangular bayonet!” Staring at the men with a frosty gaze, Jonathan took one step forward and launched a kick at the third man in the abdomen. Then he

Pfft!

spewed in

dropped like a fly before he had the opportunity to

out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It

charged at the group. In a split second, he had

to gush out

with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto the ground. The next moment, he turned his bayonet around

crack of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan

actions were extremely efficient,

he a prey? Evidently, he

“Kill him!”

anymore. Without a

in close combat,

a loud click, they loaded their weapons in

at fighting? Continue fighting then!” Having his gun trained at Jonathan, one mercenary mocked, “So what if you’re an expert at

my head?” Staring down at the black barrel of the gun, Jonathan showed no fear at all. Instead,

darted ahead, grabbed the mercenary’s wrist, and broke it. Before the

the weapon at

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