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?

are you standing there for? Why aren’t you attacking him?” Emmett

to take down one

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

managed to stab him, he

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!

spewed in every

dropped like a fly before he had the opportunity to cry out in

of wielding a bayonet!” As Jonathan pulled the weapon out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the

charged at the group. In a split second,

began to gush out from his

to collapse onto the ground. The next moment, he turned his bayonet around

of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan twisted his blade to

were extremely efficient, ruthless, and

prey? Evidently,

“Kill him!”

mercenaries didn’t dare underestimate Jonathan anymore. Without a moment’s hesitation, they pulled out

beat him in close combat, they had to resort

loud click, they loaded their weapons in

one mercenary mocked, “So what if you’re an expert

how much I hate to have a gun pointed at my head?” Staring down at the black barrel of the gun, Jonathan showed no fear at all. Instead, he

aimed at him, Jonathan darted ahead, grabbed the mercenary’s wrist, and broke it. Before the man could yell in agony, Jonathan had seized his weapon from him in the blink

weapon at