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.

At that point, he knew he had messed

warily, he then turned around

sounded as the Heaven Sword

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

cut was precise, leaving no bumps or

dare you hurt me? Salonius Corporation

fists. His dark

the former. “Salonius Corporation? That company is nothing in my eyes. Has no one told you

you took credit for making them

He did not want to waste any more

from outside. Dozens of black

Benson led his

right now because it’s your last chance. If you comply, perhaps I’ll even leave your corpse untouched!” Benson

I hear that right?” asked a bloodied Logan. With a cleaver in hand and dead bodies 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 you b*stards! Even if I die, I’m going to die standing

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

that, countless bulky men in black charged

was ready to fight a bloody battle. Still, no matter how good of a fighter he was, there was

He was outnumbered.

a long, high-intensity battle. No longer as alert, Logan got stabbed

group of bulky men swarmed over like piranhas

them back any longer. Blood kept pouring down his calf, but he turned

like to continue fighting by your side

snatched the cleaver from the ground and forced himself to stand

of Asura’s

a loud whoosh sounded in the

the air, rising

the blood-red Heaven Sword swept past and slit the

with his Heaven Sword in

every drop, the floor got stained into a gruesome