The Legendary Man

Chapter 141 Really Dare To Shoot

“Kill him, Grandpa!” Preston couldn’t help shouting as soon as he saw Hunter whipping out a gun.

He was gripped by the urge to snatch the gun away from his grandfather and shoot Jonathan dead.

Never had I suffered such humiliation ever since young! And the mortification is so great that I don’t think I’ll be appeased even if I shoot him ten times over!

“Kill him? Isn’t that too easy for him?” Hunter eyed Jonathan with a sneer and announced, “We should first break his legs before breaking his arms. Won’t it be even more tormenting for him to keep him in such agonizing pain that he wishes for death?”

“Yes! We should torture him! We must torture him to the point that death would be a mercy!” Preston’s features were contorted by cruelty.

Everyone there stared at Jonathan icily at that moment. It was as though he had already been sentenced to death in their eyes.

Tavion, especially, looked at him with a smirk playing on his lips. “Aren’t you skilled at fighting, Jonathan? Why are you not doing so anymore? Didn’t you even say that you wanted to kill me? Why have you stopped now?”

“As I said, you’re just an ant. As an ant, you’ve got to have the corresponding self-awareness!”

This time, Tavion was finally feeling invincible.

However, Hunter didn’t notice Rhett eyeing him at the side as though he was an idiot.

Well, he actually dared whip out a gun in front of Mr. Goldstein? Does he have a death wish? Or is he sick of living? Back then, I saw with my own eyes how the dozen or so police officers with guns in their hands were all soundly trounced by him. Even a dozen professional police officers weren’t his match, yet he wants to try when he already has a foot in the grave? He’s just asking for it!

Jonathan swept a

words fell, he moved at lightning

He couldn’t even see Jonathan’s

senses, the muzzle was

The black gun spun several times in Jonathan’s hand, but the muzzle never

my hands are stained with the blood of innumerable lives! Is he sick of living

jolted back to reality, but

hand the previous second. How did it end up in his hand in the blink of an eye? How did he do

the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, a trace of defeat manifested on Hunter’s face at long last. “It seems that I’ve still underestimated you. I’ve always thought that you’re

intently, he demanded, “Well? Who exactly are you? And why did you lure me

are?” Upon hearing that,

because of me?” Hunter’s expression promptly

or retired special forces. Otherwise, it made no sense that someone of his caliber

own grandson all too well! He’s just a rich playboy, so how could he possibly offend a professional assassin like him? The only possibility is that this is a trap in the first place, one specially designed

you think too highly of yourself!” Glancing at him airily, Jonathan reminded, “I’ve long since warned you not to butt into this matter, but you were too obstinate to heed my warning. Therefore, I’ve got no choice but to send you across the

his words, a click sounded as

to pull the trigger, Hunter’s expression abruptly changed. He was still scheming inwardly with disdain written clear on his face earlier, but a flicker of fear flashed across his eyes right

you’re not here because of me, there’s no unresolvable conflict between us! If it was just my grandson having offended you, I’m willing to

chose to give

choice between giving in and dying, he still chose

about giving in? As long as I get to live, I wouldn’t even hesitate if he wants me to fall to my knees before him and apologize, let alone doing such an easy thing as