The Legendary Man

Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Lady Of The Family

 

“To me, it makes no difference whether we’re in Jadeborough or Jazona,” Jonathan replied calmly.

 

The Ximenez family is nothing but an insignificant family. If I wanted it, they would disappear from the face of Jazona the very next morning.

“Jonathan, enough with that attitude!” Josephine could no longer hold her anger back when she heard Jonathan’s response. Just when she was about to say something, the door to their private room was kicked open.

The next moment, a bald man in a black short-sleeved shirt with dragon tattoos on his arms barged in.

 

Behind him were tens of lackeys standing ready.

All of them had their hair dyed in a colorful manner, and it was obvious to everyone that they were street hoodlums.

“Hendrick!”

The moment Kyson saw the bald man, his face lit up as if he had seen his savior. He was so relieved that he didn’t even bother to wipe off the blood in his mouth. “Hendrick, save me!”

 

“Who did this to you?” Hendrick was incensed when he saw the terrible condition Kyson was in.

 

“Hendrick, it was him!”

Kyson raised his hand and pointed at Jonathan. “Kill him!”

Trailing his gaze to where Kyson was pointing, Hendrick asked, “Are you the one who beat up my brother?”

“So what if I am?”

Jonathan glanced at him indifferently. “Why have you brought so little men?”

of you!” After glaring coldly at Jonathan, Hendrick waved his hand at him. “The few of you, break

“Yes, Boss!”

chuckled insidiously. Grabbing a couple of beer bottles, they walked

to keep your legs, kneel and bow to me for forgiveness. If you do that, I’ll let what happened today slide. Or else, you can

isn’t in how badly they are beaten, but watching them grovel at my feet begging for mercy. That is

the ground and beg me for forgiveness. After

Jonathan’s words, Hendrick’s expression drastically

break his

his cue, the hooligans grabbed the beer bottles and smashed them toward Jonathan’s head. When she saw

Jonathan, she still didn’t want to see

thugs won’t be able to lay a finger on me.” Jonathan was a sea of calm. The moment the hoodlums struck, he dashed forward and slammed his fist onto the

broken with a loud crack that rang out through

crashed onto

going on, Jonathan had launched a kick into

 

Bam!

Just

Without a second’s delay, he pointed at the rest of his followers and yelled, “What are you spacing out for?

“Yes, yes!”

hoodlums grabbed some beer bottles and charged at

sound of breaking beer bottles

attention of those outside the private

the entrance of a man in a black suit. With his gold-rimmed glasses,

bottles in their hands and ready to strike, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but yell, “What are you doing?! The lot of you,

of Empyrean Palace, he wasn’t afraid of

men, he berated him in return, “You

“Are you their boss?”

bald man had to be the hoodlums’ leader. “Do you know whose turf the Empyrean Palace is on? How dare you

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