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?

statement. Regarding Jonathan as though the man

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

placid glance over the three people kneeling on

the blink of an

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

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

descendants of the York family aren’t as cowardly as you! It’s just death, no? What’s there to fear? Do your worse, kid! I’m a chicken if I

come 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

knees and groveled without delay, “Please spare me, Mr. Goldstein! Just consider

Hunter was so livid when he saw him groveling that his eyes blazed scarlet. “The York family doesn’t have a spineless

live!” Preston

I

that, he slowly raised

 

movement, unadulterated fear deluged him, and he shook

sooner had he said that than a flurry of loud footsteps

pushed open the

here? And what’s with all the racket? How utterly disgraceful!” As the voice rang out, a middle-aged man in traditional attire stalked

in

five middle-aged

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

that direction. As soon

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