The Legendary Man

Chapter 141

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!

they regarded him, Jonathan swept a blithe gaze over them all before stating, “If so, you can

his words fell, he

even see Jonathan’s movements clearly, but the gun in his hand

to his senses, the

gave you the guts to whip out a gun before me?” The black gun spun several times in Jonathan’s hand, but the muzzle never left Hunter’s

been no stranger to heavy gunfire. What’s more, my hands are stained

there jolted back to reality, but they all

in Old Mr. York’s hand the previous second. How did it end up in his hand in the blink of an eye? How did

long last. “It seems that I’ve still underestimated you. I’ve always thought that you’re just

Who exactly are you? And why did

hearing that, Jonathan looked at him coldly. “You think too highly of

not here because of me?”

 

opinion, Jonathan was either a professional assassin or retired special forces. Otherwise, it made no sense that someone of his caliber would get into a conflict with

could he possibly offend a professional assassin like him?

too highly of yourself!” Glancing at him airily, Jonathan reminded, “I’ve long since warned you not to butt into this

click sounded as he cocked the

going 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

unresolvable conflict between us! If it was just my grandson having offended you, I’m willing to

he chose

the choice between giving in and dying, he still chose the former

even hesitate if he wants me to fall to my knees before him

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