Chapter 142 What An Ignorant Fool

On the heels of that, an agonized wail split the air.

Both of Hunter’s legs were maimed by Jonathan.

However, none of the people there dared to utter a single protest.

Even Preston cowered in the corner despite the sight before him, not even daring to move an inch.

“You’ll definitely die a horrific death, kid! The York family will never let you off the hook!” Hunter shot daggers at Jonathan as he knelt in the pool of blood. The look in his eyes was so menacing that it was as though he wanted to skin the man alive.

Unfortunately, looks couldn’t kill.

Otherwise, he would have ripped the man to ribbons time and again ages ago.

“Do you think the York family will still exist after you die?” Sneering, Jonathan regarded him blithely and reiterated, “To me, the York family is no more than an ant!”

What? The York family is no more than an ant?

Upon hearing that, everyone there stared at Jonathan as though they were looking at a moron.

Who in the whole of Jazona would dare utter such a remark to Hunter York? And who would dare say that the York family, one of the four prominent families, is no more than an ant?

the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure

blathering too much!” By then, Jonathan was no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still have up your sleeve? If there’s nothing

glance over the three people kneeling on

an eye, their faces

that there would come a day when he was forced to his knees like a dog while awaiting his execution when he

to die! Please don’t kill me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at the top

back, and he glared at him hotly. “The descendants of the York family aren’t

to that, he no longer harbored any illusions. Alas, his fear of death didn’t apply to Preston. When Preston heard his grandfather’s assertion, he instantly burst into tears and howled, “I don’t want to die, Grandpa! I’m still young! There are tons of women I haven’t slept with and a boatload of money I haven’t spent! How

he prostrated himself before Jonathan on his knees and groveled without delay, “Please

you unfilial child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes

have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston remained kneeling on the ground and continued begging

I

slowly raised the gun

 

him, and he shook like

of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door

someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from the

what’s with all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As

in age, seemingly only in

four or five middle-aged men followed in suits and

middle-aged man stepped in, Hunter, who had resigned himself to death on

that direction. As soon as he made

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