Chapter 297 It Is Your Turn

“What are you lot waiting for? Attack!”

Emmett’s face darkened at his defiance.

“Yes!”

Upon his order, the burly men brandished the batons and bayonets they were holding and charged at Jonathan.

However, before they could strike, Jonathan had sprung into action. Stepping forward swiftly, he launched a punch at one mercenary who was at the front of the group.

The impact on his head caused the latter to black out and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Before the rest of the group could react, Jonathan swung his right arm and hit another man on the neck with his elbow.

A loud thump rumbled through the room.

Despite weighing almost two hundred pounds, the second man fell like a log from Jonathan’s assault.

After they saw what happened, alarm bells sounded in the other mercenaries’ mind as they approached him cautiously.

Being professional hired hands, they had fought many brutal battles and spilled the blood of countless men.

However, nothing prepared them to face a foe like Jonathan where they couldn’t counter-attack at all.

How is this possible?

him?” Emmett raged when he

take down one man?

the mercenaries exchanged glances with

they managed to stab him, he would definitely

Jonathan took one step forward and launched a kick at the third man in the abdomen. Then he

Pfft!

blood spewed in

dropped like a fly before

out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It baffles me how you guys could survive

finished, Jonathan charged at the group. In a split second, he had pierced another mercenary in the

began to gush out from

gory sight. He then shoved his latest victim with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto the ground. The

loud crack of fractured bones rang out, Jonathan twisted his blade to further damage

were extremely

prey? Evidently, he is a

“Kill him!”

underestimate Jonathan anymore. Without a moment’s hesitation, they pulled out

close combat, they had to

loud click, they loaded their weapons in unison

Jonathan, one mercenary mocked, “So what if you’re

down at the black barrel of the gun, Jonathan showed no fear at all. Instead,

wrist, and broke it. Before the

the weapon at

you I hate people pointing their guns at my head?” After giving the man a look, Jonathan pulled the trigger. With a

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