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?

Why aren’t you attacking him?” Emmett raged when he saw

of you fail to take down one

their boss, the mercenaries exchanged glances with

stab him,

men with a frosty gaze, Jonathan took one step forward and launched a kick at the third man in the abdomen. Then

Pfft!

spewed in every

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

the proper way of wielding a bayonet!” As Jonathan pulled the weapon out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It baffles me how you guys could survive overseas for so long with such mediocre

a split second,

to gush out

eyelid at the gory sight. He then shoved his latest victim with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto the ground. The next moment, he turned his bayonet around and thrust

loud crack of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan

were extremely

is he a prey? Evidently, he is a killing

“Kill him!”

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

close combat, they had to resort to using

click, they loaded their weapons in unison and aimed the gun barrels straight at

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

the black barrel of the gun, Jonathan showed no fear at all. Instead, he sneered, “How dare you pull one out in front of

grabbed the mercenary’s wrist, and broke it. Before the man could yell in agony, Jonathan

pointed the weapon at