The Legendary Man Chapter 363

Death Penalty

“Uncle Fabian!”

The moment the Spike Dragon Guards encircled the entire hotel lobby, Shawn spotted Fabian in the crowd instantly.

“Shawn?”

Upon hearing Shawn’s voice, a middle-aged man in a black military outfit walked out from behind the Spike Dragon Guards at once. His hair was somewhat white, and he did not seem to be very old, but he had a naturally intimidating aura.

He was none other than the governor of Jipsdale, Fabian Jones.

His existence was only second to Jeremy Yates, the Western King of War who guarded Jipsdale.

“Uncle Fabian, save me!” yelled Shawn in a panic. Right then, at one glance, Fabian noticed his nephew’s right leg had been penetrated by a bullet.

His face instantly turned grim. “Who did this?”

“It was him!” shouted Shawn immediately as he pointed at Jonathan. “Uncle Fabian, kill him! I want him dead!”

“Shut up!”

Fabian could not help but glare at Shawn at once when he heard the latter utter such bold words in front of so many people.

Even if Shawn wanted Jonathan dead, he absolutely must not declare his desire in front of these many people.

With a solemn face, Fabian directed his gaze in the direction that Shawn was pointing. His eyes landed on Jonathan. “So it was you who told Shawn to call me and instruct me to come and see you within ten minutes?”

“That’s right,” answered Jonathan flatly.

moment he spoke, Fabian’s expression instantly

does this voice sound so

familiar to Fabian that once he heard it, his entire body

Fabian stuttered in his

that his legs immediately became like jelly, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of Jonathan. “I, Fabian Jones, governor of Jipsdale, am honored to meet you, Mr.

quiet

pin drop in

they watched the scene that unfolded

Jeremy, the Western King of

with their own eyes, they

was

was seated at the

was at his

of War, would consider

a terrorist, who was covered in blood,

How was that possible?

like you still remember me!” Jonathan expressionlessly eyed Fabian, who remained on his knees before him.

Frantically, he explained, “How could I? Even if I die and turn

would not have instinctively mistaken him for a terrorist, thus failing to recognize

a lot of people on

of the Eight

person

personally assigning Fabian to this post, what right would the latter possibly

his authority came from

of Jipsdale, could instantly become the most worthless

“Is that so?”

it belongs to Asura’s Office? Instead, it looks like it belongs to you. How about I talk to Asura’s Office about giving you ownership of Jipsdale from here on out? Or I could

“Mr. Goldstein!”

became weak. His face pale as a sheet, he hurriedly continued to plead, “Mr. Goldstein, please hear

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