The Legendary Man

Chapter 492 The Fallen Gomez Family

Jonathan felt a little frustrated and exasperated as he looked at Xiara’s innocent expression. He impatiently explained, “I planned to let him go, so he would head back and report this to the Osborne family.”

He continued, “However, now that he’s been beaten by you into… A pulp. How’s he going to do that in his current state?” Xiara merely shrugged nonchalantly and stated, “I have no idea. Anyway, we won’t need him to report back or pass a message to the Osborne family as long as they don’t find fault with you anymore.”

She continued, “If they dare to do so despite all the chances we’ve given them, we still have other people we can grab hold of. It’s obvious that this man is expendable. I bet if this entire situation was a novel, he would surely be one of those side characters who doesn’t survive past the first chapter.”

“Stop addressing us as an entity so casually. We’re not that familiar with one another yet,” stated Jonathan irately as he reached out and tossed the pocket watch in his hand over to Hayes before he continued, “This pocket watch contains a chip that was left behind by Philip. Take a look and see if there’s anything worth using on it.”

“All right!” acknowledged Hayes enthusiastically.

As he spoke, he reached over and gestured for one of the professionals from Intelligence Bureau to start taking the pocket watch apart slowly.

At that very same moment, a hoarse voice sounded from behind the group.

“Jonathan Goldstein!” bellowed the voice.

Almost immediately, a series of rapid clanking sounds followed the initial bellow as the hundreds of armed soldiers around the group raised their weapons and pointed in unison at the man who had spoken.

Jonathan turned to look at what was going on, only to see Zane standing atop the steps that led to the mourning hall. At some point in time, Zane had changed into a set of pure white mourning attire.

“Jonathan! I’m really itching to kill you right here and now!” bellowed Zane as he stood at the entrance. The wound from the broken finger on his right wrist was still bleeding profusely.

In addition, perhaps due to excessive blood loss, Zane’s face was now pale and his breathing seemed to have weakened considerably.

“The Gomez family has grown and flourished successfully in Lumonburg for a few decades now, but it was all ruined by you in the span of two days! Not only did you murder my son, but you also did the same to my father as well! I’ll hunt you to the end of the world to exact my vengeance upon you!” declared Zane.

Upon taking in Zane’s words, Hayes instinctively stepped forward and slowly headed toward Zane.

As he moved, he muttered, “Da*n this fool! If you continue to spout such nonsense, I’ll walk right up there and rip your…”

on then!” interrupted Zane, fully aware of what Hayes had threatened to

Hayes managed to close the distance between them, Zane had already raised his left arm high up in

It’s an ignition device!

stranger to such

time, he yelled, “Step

the throng of soldiers that surrounded the group gripped their weapons more tightly

idiot has been holding on to that device the entire time. It’s quite possible

grunted in acknowledgment but did not move a

of him in an effort to protect him, Jonathan lightly instructed, “Step back and give us some space. I’ll have a

“Mr. Goldstein…” pleaded Hayes.

to step back!” stated Jonathan firmly

further. Instead, he stepped aside and took up his position next to Jonathan before

everyone had retreated from him, Zane couldn’t help but burst

the impression that Lumonburg’s army was a fearless group! Who would have expected that they would turn out to be a group of spineless cowards instead! That said, you’re the exception here, Jonathan. You’re clearly a

giving me too much credit,” replied Jonathan modestly with a

I have to admit, there are indeed quite a number of people out there who want me dead. However, this is the first time someone has dared to threaten me head-on while putting their very life on the

I’m no match for you. My father always assumed that I didn’t understand how great and powerful you are. However, I’m not a foolish little kid. At the very least, I knew that it took someone extraordinary to be able to compel a behemoth like the

living room three years ago? That was because I knew that being a vassal of the Osborne family was no

began to nod lightly as Zane

family, it would have been much more pleasant for all of you to spare yourselves the agony of suffering at their hands. However, I’m rather curious about one thing. Since

to the excessive blood loss, he was now unable to stand upright

through the mental fog and dizziness that threatened to overwhelm him and shakily made his way toward the entrance of the living

you simply pales in comparison to the hatred I bear toward the Osborne family. Quinton’s and my father’s deaths only occurred as a result of our initial attempt to take your life. Although that was a

behind all these troubles. They’re really a stain on the other respectable families. The reason why I chose not to make my move against you is because I need you to face off against the Osborne family. The most ideal outcome would be for both you

frame and slowly ambled into the mourning hall. Once he was inside, he loosened the grip on his left hand and allowed the dead man’s

“Quinton, live on…”

the space and muffled Zane’s last words. Even

was accompanied by an endless barrage of glass shards and brick fragments that were sent

managed to reach him. Instead, they simply fell to the ground right in front of him, almost as if they had struck an invisible