The Legendary Man

Chapter 450 Incapable Of Killing Me

“Is your company responsible for Josiah’s death?” Jonathan asked while glaring at Misalov, his eyes blazing with murderous fury.

He added, “Did your country’s people not tell you that you Jetroinian mutts have no right to behave insolently here on Chanaean grounds?”

“F*ck you! Who are you calling a mutt?” Misalov flew into a rage.

“No, you’re worse than a mutt!” Something flickered in Jonathan’s eyes just then. A frosty killing intent manifested in the space, making it seem like everything had frozen in time.

“Go to hell!” Misalov roared.

Suddenly, a deafening bang broke out as a golden bullet shot ahead.

The bullet seemed slow when described, but at that instant, it pierced through the air ferociously.

All one could see was Jonathan’s hand flicking. Then, the bullet punctured his palm, but it lost control immediately and flew upward to the ceiling.

“Kill him now!” Misalov thundered at the top of his lungs.

“Yes, sir!” The burly men in black did not waste a second after receiving the order. They whipped out their weapons and charged at Jonathan.

Whoosh!

A piercing sound filled the air as the Heaven Sword swung in one swift motion. Following that, the bodyguards fell one after the other onto the ground, blood gushing from their necks.

Jonathan held his sword, standing tall with overwhelming pride and dignity, just like he did when defending Chanaea in the past.

“Remember this for the rest of your life. Don’t ever parade around as you please here in Chanaea again! This country isn’t a place where you heinous Jetroinians can cause trouble!”

Those words struck fear in the wide-eyed Misalov. He gulped anxiously, knowing that those burly men were elites trained by Salonius Corporation. An ordinary person could never best them in combat.

Yet, none of them managed to resist Jonathan’s attack, and all of them had now turned into corpses.

that point, he knew

he then turned around in hopes

another whoosh sounded as the Heaven Sword sliced through the

a roar from a bloodthirsty and starved dragon, the kind that one would hear

The cut was precise, leaving no bumps or jaggedness. It

Salonius Corporation will never let

his fists. His dark

fixed on the former. “Salonius Corporation? That company is nothing in my eyes. Has no one told you how your fellow Jetroinians ran like cowardly mutts when I kicked

lying! How could we, Jetroinians, be kicked out of here? They obviously left of their own volition, but you took credit for making

from Jonathan. He did not want

black sedans immediately drove to the hotel, surrounding

families, Benson led his elite subordinates

chance. If you comply, perhaps I’ll even

surrounding him, he looked like a demon coming straight out of hell. “I, Logan Griffin, will only kneel to the gods above and to Asura, but not

dying, I shall grant your wish!” A grim look shrouded Benson’s

men in

bloody battle. Still, no matter how good of a fighter he was, there was no way he

He was outnumbered.

a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as

group of bulky men swarmed over like piranhas that had gotten a whiff of

his calf, but he turned to look at Jonathan with only an

fighting by your side

cleaver from the ground and forced

soldier of Asura’s must die

whoosh sounded in

rising above

an eye, the blood-red Heaven Sword swept past and slit the throat of the man in black, who ran

over with his Heaven Sword in

blade. With every drop, the floor got stained into a gruesome