The Legendary Man

It was none other than Emmeline Smith, the youngest daughter of the Smith family.

She was Josephine's younger sister and his sister-in-law.

Why is she here? Jonathan wondered, a frown creasing his forehead. Before I left the Smith family, she was in her senior year in high school. Why is she in a bar now?

Moreover, Emmeline seemed to be drunk, for her gaze was unfocused, and her cheeks tinted coral. Jonathan's eyes trailed to her burgundy-dyed hair before his gaze dropped to her white mini skirt. With the hair color and skimpy clothes, she looked like a delinquent.

The frown on Jonathan's forehead deepened when he saw the hooligans sitting beside her. From their colored hairs and arms covered with tattoos, it was apparent that they spelled trouble.

“Come on, Emmeline. Have another drink! I'll give you a ride home if you finish this drink,” one of them urged as he raised a glass. Stealthily, he shook his hand, and some powder fell into the drink.

Meanwhile, another hooligan took Emmeline's arm and pressed her to drink it. It was clear that they would feed her the alcohol by force if she were to say no.

“I can't drink anymore,” Emmeline said, shaking her head. Clearly, she was delirious from drinking too much alcohol.

“Seriously? Don't be a spoilsport!” The hooligans shared a look before pouring the drink down Emmeline's throat.

Alas, Emmeline was not strong enough to resist and was forced to gulp down the glass of beer. After that, they helped her up and dragged her to the door. “Come on, Emmeline. Let's have fun tonight!”

“I wonder if she's a virgin. If she is, we've hit the jackpot!”

“It doesn't matter. We're not going to marry her, are we? That's none of our business.”

“Yes, it has nothing to do with us!”

the crowd and brought the

she could not even

door, a figure stood in their

riled

you block our path? Don't you

alcohol, the hooligans did not take the other person

and get out of here!” It was Jonathan who had witnessed

she was still Josephine's sister. Otherwise, he would not have stuck his

bottle as anger poured through him

the bottle were to hit Jonathan's

were no match

Jonathan gave the hooligan a

Thud!

soft, and

How dare he attack one of us? Come on, let's get him!” The hooligans swung their fists in Jonathan's

fists were nothing to Jonathan, who had slaughtered countless lives in

In an instant, the sound of bones breaking

break one leg each as a form of

them, Jonathan gave them a forceful kick each, and

helped the drunk Emmeline up

bar when Jonathan suddenly frowned in

state of drunkenness. Her rosy cheek even rested on