The Legendary Man Chapter 119 Read Online
The Legendary Man
Chapter 119 Bring Them Back âButââ
Before Tanya could say another word, Jonathan interrupted her. âDonât worry about it. I guarantee that after today, he will avoid you the next time he sees you.â
âJosephine, please talk him out of it.â Tanya felt so distressed that she was about to cry.
Nick isnât like Kyson, who is nothing more than a hooligan. His dad is the deputy police chief, for goodness sake. Given how badly beaten up Nick is, his dad is definitely not going to forgive Jonathan.
âJonathan, when will you ever be more mature and less impulsive?â In response to Tanyaâs words, Josephine couldnât help but furrow her eyebrows.
Even though I, too, feel the urge to slap Nick, what comes after that? Did Jonathan ever consider the consequences of his actions?
âDo you think you can exact revenge on Tanyaâs behalf that way? Do you always believe that violence is the solution to every problem?â When she saw the nonchalant look on Jonathanâs face, Josephine was further infuriated. âYes, you might feel a sense of satisfaction after hitting him. But what happens after the dust has settled? You will be detained at the police station. Have you ever thought about how they are going to teach you a lesson in there?â
âDonât worry. No one can force me to go to the police station against my will.â Jonathanâs expression was a sea of calm as if he wasnât bothered at all.
Even the police chief wouldnât dare arrest me, let alone his deputy. To do so would be to seal their own doom.
âJonathan, I really donât understand where you get your courage from.â Josephine was outraged by Jonathanâs words. âDo you think you own the police station? Where you can come and go at your own pleasure?â
âYou can put it that way,â Jonathan replied with a slight smile.
If he hadnât led the Four Asura Guards to bring peace to the nation, Chanaea would still be mired in war, and there would be no police station to speak of.
âWhat? Who do you think you are?â Josephine was further incensed by Jonathanâs answer. âAsura?â
After all, the only person qualified to talk that way was Asura.
Even the most powerful man in Jazona, Zachary, isnât qualified to say such things. What makes Jonathan think that he is worthy?
âJosephine, stop quarreling.â When she saw Josephine and Jonathan beginning to argue, Tanya quickly tugged at Josephineâs sleeve. âItâs all my fault. I am the one who brought this upon you.â
âTanya, Iâm not blaming you.â
Josephine couldnât help but sigh when she saw the guilt on Tanyaâs face. âI just donât like it when he tries to solve everything with his fists.â
After all, she hated those that always saw violence as the solution.
âJosephine, Iâm sorry. Jonathan raised his hand because of me. So please, donât blame him,â Tanya pleaded softly. When Josephine saw the tears in her eyes, she frowned. âForget it. He has already been beaten. Hence, thereâs no point crying over spilled milk. Instead, we should discuss what we should be doing next.â
With that thought in mind, Josephine was in a fix.
How are we going to solve this? Jonathan has beaten up the deputy police chiefâs son! If it was just some street thug, we could have easily compensated them. But now, the deputy police chief isnât going to let this matter slide easily.
âJosephine, both of you should leave quickly. Or else, itâs going to be too late!â When she saw that time was running out, Tanya urged them to escape.
âIt is already too late!â
Jonathan saw the whirling red lights from afar. The next moment, a couple of police cars with wailing sirens screeched to a halt in front of them.
The next moment, more than ten members of the Police Tactical Unit surrounded the restaurant with their dogs.
Among them was a middle-aged man dressed in civilian clothing. The moment Nick saw the man, he sprang to his feet and ran over. âDad, save me!â
âWho did this to you?â
The middle-aged manâs expression drastically darkened at the sight of Nick.
How can my son be beaten so badly? If this gets out, how am I going to face the world?
âIt was them!â
Nick pointed at Jonathan from afar, causing both Josephine and Tanyaâs hearts to sink.
Itâs over! Thereâs no escape now.
âHmph, you useless piece of trash!â When he saw the two ladies and man Nick was pointing at, the middle-aged man shot Nick a glare.
As the son of the deputy police chief, how can you be beaten up by a single man?
âWere you the one who hit my son?â The middle-aged man looked in Jonathanâs direction.
âYes, it was me.â
Jonathan nodded with no intention of denying it.
âItâs good that you admit it.â The middle-aged man was in no mood for idle chatter. With a wave of his hand, he ordered, âMen, take the three of them back with us!â
âYes!â
Upon his order, his men attempted to arrest them all.
âWait!â
When he saw the police approach, Jonathan furrowed his eyebrows slightly. âHow can you order us to be arrested without finding out what happened?â
âIsnât it obvious?â the middle-aged man scoffed as he gave Jonathan a cold stare. âLet me ask you again, did you beat him up?â
âYes, I did.â Jonathan plainly replied.
âIf you did, then thereâs no mistake.â Knitting his eyebrows slightly, he waved his hand. âArrest them!â
âYes!â
The members of the Police Tactical Unit approached without hesitation.
Realizing that the police were about to make their move, Jonathan narrowed his eyes. âWhy didnât you ask me why I hit your son? As the son of the deputy police chief, he has harassed an innocent girl on the street. Donât you think he deserves a beating?â
âNonsense! Since when did I harass anyone?â Nick frantically denied Jonathanâs accusation.
If his father found out that he had been harassing girls by throwing the name of the deputy police chief around, he would probably be beaten to death at home.
âI am telling the truth. You are not the judge of this.â Glancing indifferently at Nick, Jonathan explained, âThis restaurant has surveillance cameras. Why donât we check them to verify the truth?â
âNo, there arenât,â Nick denied immediately. However, when he saw the surveillance cameras by the restaurant entrance, he began to panic.
âEnough, stop arguing. Round them all up and take them back. Whatever it is, we will discuss it at the station.â With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man didnât give Jonathan a chance to explain.