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.”

He had barely finished speaking when a large hand from behind him grasped him by the throat. Like the chick in the clutch of a swooping eagle, Maurice was lifted with his feet dangling in the air.

choke you to death.” Logan’s deep, sinister voice boomed behind

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

are you

to their senses and moved

they have any idea who

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

all unable

with these punks? Shall

“D-Don’t kill me.”

dismissive talk of death, the thugs turned pale

past, they were in their element, bullying helpless, ordinary people. Faced with the real tough guy, it was to their credit that

an eyesore,” said Jonathan

Emmeline, he did

kick, and the ruffians

gone, Emmeline turned to look

you okay?” Jonathan

Emmeline, her face

on your own, or

sound advice, but to the girls, he seemed to

proud and arrogant by nature, and the color rose to her face

what’s a few punks? If Mr. Sanderson were here, they would have been on

“Why don’t I get them back

froze, then

quietly changed the subject by saying, “I heard that there’s a

“Let’s go!”

too close to them, but this was, after all, Durbaine. Should anything unexpected happen to Emmeline, he would have to face the music with

short while, they arrived at the

for internet influencers, and there were frequently

We may have to wait till the

Angela produced a gold-colored

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