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?

standing there for? Why aren’t you attacking him?” Emmett raged when he saw the mercenaries

to take down one man? What’s the point of me paying you

exchanged glances with each other before thrusting their

they managed to stab him, he would definitely

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

Pfft!

blood spewed in every

dropped like a fly before he had the opportunity to

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

split second, he had pierced another mercenary in the chest with

gush out

collapse onto the ground. The next

crack of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan twisted

were extremely efficient, ruthless, and

Evidently, he is a

“Kill him!”

of the mercenaries didn’t dare underestimate Jonathan anymore. Without a moment’s hesitation, they pulled out their guns and aimed

they couldn’t beat him in close combat, they had to resort

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

Having his gun trained at Jonathan, one mercenary mocked, “So what

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 sneered, “How dare

broke it. Before the man could yell in agony,

weapon at

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