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

voice was so familiar to Fabian that once he heard it, his

Goldstein?” Fabian stuttered

immediately became like jelly, and with a thud,

quiet

a pin

of everyone as they watched

who was only second to Jeremy, the Western King of

they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have suspected that

Fabian was the

was seated at

entire Jipsdale was

Jeremy, the Western King of War, would consider him as his

person was kneeling before a terrorist,

How was that possible?

Fabian, who remained on his knees before him. “I thought you might’ve forgotten me since you’ve been in Jipsdale

words, a shiver instantly ran down his spine. Frantically, he explained, “How could I? Even if I die and turn into ashes, I will

blood, Fabian would not have instinctively mistaken him for a terrorist, thus

lot of people on

of the Eight

was one person who he

this post, what right would the

his authority

Jonathan said the word, Fabian, the governor of

“Is that so?”

Jonathan casually lit a cigarette, glanced at the middle-aged man nonchalantly, and inquired, “Why do I feel that Jipsdale doesn’t look like it belongs to Asura’s Office? Instead, it looks like it belongs

“Mr. Goldstein!”

became weak. His face pale as a sheet, he hurriedly continued to

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