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?

aren’t you attacking 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 the point of me

exchanged glances with each other before thrusting

to stab him, he would definitely

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 snatched the bayonet from his

Pfft!

spewed

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

wielding a bayonet!” As Jonathan pulled the weapon out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It baffles

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

gush

bat an eyelid at the gory sight. He then shoved his latest victim with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto

crack of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan twisted his blade to further damage

actions were extremely

prey? Evidently, he is

“Kill him!”

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

combat, they

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

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

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

the gun aimed at him, Jonathan darted ahead, grabbed the mercenary’s wrist, and broke it. Before the man could yell in agony,

pointed the weapon at the latter’s