The Legendary Man

Chapter 142

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?

fool!” Hunter snorted at that audacious statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man would certainly die soon, he asserted, “Kid, I assure you that you’ll

no longer in the mood to listen to those feeble threats. “What other tricks do you still

he swept a placid glance over the three people kneeling on the ground—Hunter, Preston,

blink of an eye, their faces

when he was forced

me! I beg you!” he abruptly shrieked at

York family

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

groveled without delay,

child!” Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York

don’t need to have any spine! I just want to live!” Preston

Jonathan shook his head. “It’s too late. I gave

said that, he slowly raised

 

deluged him, and he shook like a leaf. “No! Don’t kill

sooner had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps sounded outside the private room door out

after, someone unexpectedly pushed open the door from

disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional

didn’t seem all that advanced in age, seemingly only in his

middle-aged men followed in

to death on his knees on the ground, recognized him at a single

known as Mr. Chandler reflexively lowered his head and gazed in that direction. As soon as he made out the man kneeling on the ground,

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