The Legendary Man

Chapter 446

The Legendary Man Chapter 446

There was no help at hand; whatever assistance there might be was too far away.

The blonde guy, Maurice, laughed scornfully with a look of contempt flashing through his eyes. He got hold of Angela by the shoulders and started massaging her impudently.

“Fine, let Mr. Sanderson come. Then he can see for himself how I have my way with you.”

Thunderous laughter rose up from all around them, with everyone looking on in derisive merriment.

Angela felt both angry and worried, but her face remained defiant.

Emmeline, who had remained silent all the while, suddenly seemed to have decided on a course of action.

Raising her head, she gave Maurice an ambiguous look and said, “You’d better go now. Otherwise, you may not live to see another day.”

“What did you say?”

Maurice gazed at her in incredulity and dismissed her words as the most hilarious joke that he had ever heard.

“Are you right in the brain?”

Maurice snorted disdainfully and drew Angela into his arms while the others attempted to do likewise with Emmeline.

“Let me go!”

Emmeline panicked and suddenly yelled at the top of her voice, “Jonathan, come and save me!”

Earlier on, she had stumbled upon Jonathan when she was taking some photographs but had intentionally kept her distance from him then. She had been avoiding him all the while and hence, had refused to come to Durbaine with him.

However, she could not be bothered with all that now.

Hearing Emmeline’s screams, Maurice smirked. “Shout all you want. The louder you shout, the more exhilarated I am. Let me tell you, b**ch, no one can stop me today; not even Superman.”

by the throat. Like the chick in the clutch of a swooping eagle, Maurice was lifted with

doesn’t even need Superman to choke you to death.” Logan’s deep, sinister

by the grip around his neck, Maurice’s eyes betrayed fear and

“What are you waiting

to their senses and

did they have any idea who

was a hell of a fighter who had been through blood baths and massacres. These few ruffians were nothing but tiny little ants in his eyes, all of whom he could kill with a flick of

the blink of an eye, Maurice’s flunkeys were sprawled on the ground, all unable to get up. Some suffered dislocations,

do with these punks? Shall I finish

“D-Don’t kill me.”

of death, the thugs

ordinary people. Faced with the real tough guy, it was to their credit that

them out. They’re an eyesore,” said Jonathan

of Emmeline, he did

a kick, and the

Emmeline turned to

you okay?” Jonathan asked

her face showing

traveling on your own, or you’ll be

be sound advice, but to the girls, he seemed to

was proud and arrogant by nature, and the color

Mr. Sanderson were here, they would have been on their

a laugh. “Why don’t I get them back and wait for your Mr. Sanderson to

froze, then

heard that there’s a famous juice bar

“Let’s go!”

after all, Durbaine. Should anything unexpected happen

short while, they

picture-perfect spot for internet influencers, and there were

We may have to wait till the cows come home,” commented

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