The Legendary Man

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

How can more than ten of you fail to take down one man? What’s

by their boss, the mercenaries exchanged glances with each other before thrusting their

to stab him, he would definitely

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 snatched the bayonet from his victim’s hand and plunged it

Pfft!

blood spewed

eyes, Jonathan’s victim dropped like a fly before he had the

chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It baffles me how you guys could survive overseas for so

charged at the group. In a split second, he had pierced another mercenary in the chest with

gush out from

shoved his latest victim with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto

fractured bones rang out, Jonathan twisted

actions were extremely efficient,

Evidently, he is

“Kill him!”

underestimate Jonathan anymore. Without a moment’s hesitation, they pulled out their guns and

him in close combat, they had to resort

loud click, they loaded their weapons in unison and aimed the

trained at Jonathan, one mercenary mocked, “So what if you’re an expert at hand-to-hand combat? Do you think

black barrel of the gun, Jonathan showed no fear

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

weapon at the latter’s