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.

the moment he spoke, Fabian’s expression instantly

does this voice sound so

Jonathan’s voice was so familiar to Fabian that once he heard it, his entire body shuddered out of

Fabian stuttered in

you not recognize me?” said Jonathan as he looked at Fabian calmly. With that one glance, the latter was so terrified 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 at

a pin drop in this deafening

filled the eyes of everyone as they watched the

who was only second to Jeremy, the Western King of War, was kneeling

with their own eyes, they would have suspected that

Fabian was the governor of

was seated at

entire Jipsdale was at his

of War, would consider him

person was kneeling before a terrorist,

How was that possible?

me!” Jonathan expressionlessly eyed Fabian, who remained on his knees before him. “I thought

instantly ran down his spine. Frantically, he explained, “How could I? Even if

blood, Fabian would not have instinctively mistaken

lot of people on

of the Eight

there was one person

had not been for Asura personally assigning Fabian to this post, what right would the latter possibly have

authority

Fabian, the governor of Jipsdale, could instantly become the most worthless scum

“Is that so?”

it looks like it belongs to you. How about I talk to Asura’s Office about giving you ownership of Jipsdale from

“Mr. Goldstein!”

pale as

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