The Legendary Man

Chapter 71

Chapter 71 We Shall See

“From his accent, I don’t think he is a local!” Jory noted.

“Really?” The moment Charles heard that he was not a local, he sneered and no longer had any reservations. “Bring me to him. How dare he acts so brazenly in Jadeborough, our turf? He must be sick of living! Bring some men along! I’ll make certain today that he doesn’t leave this city alive! Let’s go!”

Following his order, all the young men in the private room grabbed beer bottles and made to rush out.

Jonathan, however, merely sat there indifferently from beginning to end as though he didn’t see anything.

Seeing that, the contempt in Emmeline’s eyes intensified.

“Aren’t you going?” Charles asked, abruptly halting in his tracks and swinging his gaze at Jonathan despite having reached the door.

“Nope,” Jonathan declined without an ounce of hesitation. “It’s getting late, so I should be going home.”

I’ve got no interest in a brawl between some snot-nosed kids!

“Just admit that you’re afraid! Why are you making excuses?” Charles scoffed upon hearing that. “What a coward! I really don’t understand what Emmeline likes about you! Never mind. Just stay here and be a chicken if you’re afraid. Everyone else, come with me!”

After saying that, he charged toward the door with the others.

Nonetheless, Jonathan acted as though he didn’t hear him at all, not even making a move to get to his feet.

“Just leave by yourself if you want to do so! I’m not leaving!” Emmeline abruptly snapped when she saw that he was still as useless as before.

The kind of person whom I disdain most in my life is someone like him, timid and cowardly! He doesn’t even seem like a man!

held her back and threw Jonathan a glacial

A weak and spineless guy like him is really

had her words fallen than Jonathan glanced at the door placidly and murmured, “There’s no

“What?”

flash, everyone jerked their heads back and stared at him, not

coming over,” Jonathan

was kicked open from the outside. In

into the

was

kid?” The plump man held two walnuts in his hands which he kept

fatty who beat me up!” Jory pointed at the plump

Slap!

after his words rang out, the plump man struck him across the face, causing blood to trickle

slightest respect for them, their tempers spiked. Aided by liquid courage, they raised the beer bottles in their hands to smash it down on him. But before they could do so, they were staring down the

instant, the few young men

at the sight of their faces that had paled in fright. Eyeing them disdainfully, he lifted a

bright red

utter a single

me, huh?” The plump man threw Jory a glance. One of his lackeys promptly lifted the gun in his hand and brought

out of Jory’s head and flowed down his

run into a

Charles’

a hint here, won’t you?” Enduring his terror, he forced himself to appear nonchalant. No sooner had he spoken than the plump man kicked him in the

hotly in his eyes. “You’re crossing the line, da*n fatty! You’re not a local, so what if you’ve got guns? I don’t believe that you dare shoot me! Mark my words

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