Chapter 140
The Legendary Man
Chapter 140 A Bunch Of Useless Creatures Having said that, Jonathan flicked his wrist.
At once, the teacup in his hand flew out and smacked Hunter in the face hard.
Subsequently, a crash pierced the air. The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. At the same time, there was a bloody mark on Hunterâs face.
âKill him! I want him dead!â As Hunter clapped a hand over the cut on his face from the teacup shard, his eyes blazed scarlet, and he was seemingly moments away from going off the deep end. It was as though he had suffered some great humiliation.
âUnderstood, Old Mr. York!â
Following that order, the dozen or so burly men in black proceeded to surround Jonathan without a secondâs delay.
It was clear as day that they were all trained ex-military personnel. In fact, they might even possibly be retired special forces.
âThe lot of you want to kill me? Youâre about to be disappointed, then.â Jonathan snorted at the sight of the men caging him in. Flicking his wrist, he slammed a hand against the table. In an instant, the teacups on the table flew into the air, tea spilling everywhere. Gently catching a drop of water with his right hand, he flicked it hard.
Immediately, a transparent thread extended from the drop of water. With a whizz, it then slammed into the chest of one of the burly men in black at lightning speed.
Whizz!
Before anyone could even discern his movements, the drop of water promptly penetrated the manâs body.
In the next moment, blood dripped from the manâs chest.
Thud!
A muffled thud sounded, and the man fell to his knees on the ground while clutching his chest.
âYou-â
The man was just about to say something when he was abruptly cut off by a spurt of blood out of his mouth. In the end, he dropped dead in a pool of blood before he could even say anything.
The water had been transformed into a weapon, and a mere drop of water could kill.
Although it was just a drop of water, it was even faster than a bullet and sharper than a sword.
The drop of water could easily penetrate a piece of steel, much less a mere burly man in black.
Jonathan had long since mastered that skill.
Not long after he broke into the military camp, he had started practicing the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique and had now been training in it for more than three years.
If I canât even control a small drop of water, what right do I have to be Asura and dominate the nation?
âHow useless! What a worthless piece of trash!â At the sight of the burly men in black lying in a pool of blood, Hunter roared, âWhy are you all still standing around? Hurry up and kill him!â
He was so incandescent that his eyes blazed scarlet, yet none of the dozen or so men dared to take a step forward. Instead, they were seemingly inclined to retreat.
Verily, they feared Jonathan greatly.
Is he really human? He can kill someone with a single drop of water! With the dozen or so of us, the cup of tea is probably enough to kill us all!
âDa*n it! Youâre all a bunch of useless creatures!â Seeing that the dozen of burly men in black were all standing there with none of them daring to make a single move, Hunter became so pissed off that his hand trembled. âWhatâs the use of me employing the lot of you if you canât even finish off a snot-nosed kid? Get him!â
Upon seeing that he was truly infuriated, the dozen or so burly men in black looked at each other.
Then, they steeled their resolve and charged at Jonathan.
Even if it means our death, weâve got to make a move today! Thereâs no other choice since weâre paid to do so!
âYouâre asking for it!â
Jonathanâs gaze went glacial. Shooting to his feet, he streaked out before they had even reached him and leaped into the air.
As his fist shot out, a resounding bang split the air.
The nose bridge of the burly man in black at the front was shattered with a blow from him.
Blood gushed out of the manâs nostrils, down the corners of his mouth and clothes. In the end, his eyes rolled back into his head, and he collapsed in a pool of blood.
The dozen or so ex-military personnel didnât even manage to last more than a minute at Jonathanâs hand.
In less than a minute, the dozen or so burly men in black were all lying limply on the ground in a broken heap. Not a single one of them remained standing.
At the sight of the scene before their eyes, not only was Hunter incredulous, but almost everyone there wore expressions of disbelief.
How could that be? How could he possibly be so skilled at fighting?
As part of the York family, Hunter knew their combat prowess all too well.
They were all ex-military personnel I specially hired from the military base itself, and there were even retired special forces among them! Theyâre used to undertaking executing missions abroad, their hands stained with blood after having taken countless lives! Yet, they couldnât even hold out for a minute when it came to him? How is that possible?
âW-Who exactly are you?â He stared at Jonathan intently, and even his lips were quivering slightly. By then, he had finally realized that the man was no easy prey.
âThe person who is going to wipe the York family out of existence!â Regarding him placidly, Jonathan asserted, âI told you not to meddle in this affair, but you simply wouldnât listen. Since youâre determined to court death, Iâll grant you your wish!â
After saying that, he stepped over the dozen of burly men in black who were all lying on the ground and strolled toward the man.
As he drew all the closer, Hunter felt his knees knocking together. Still, he kept his gaze glued on the man and demanded, âW-What do you want?â
âWhat do you think?â Casting him a frosty glance, Jonathan bellowed, âGet down on your knees!â
The second his voice rang out, Hunterâs legs abruptly went weak, and he fell to his knees before the man with a thud.
In a trice, everyoneâs expressions changed.
No one expected the high and mighty patriarch of the York family to actually drop to his knees before Jonathan.
âHow dare you, kid?â Hunter was so mortified that his face flushed bright red.
Argh! What a humiliation! This is simply the greatest shame ever!
Even he himself had no idea why his legs uncontrollably gave out on him.
Iâm the patriarch of the York family, yet I kneeled before a snot-nosed kid before so many people here?
If this gets out, how am I going to show my face in public in the future?
âIs that all the York family is capable of? If thatâs so, Iâm truly disappointed!â Sweeping a nonchalant glance over Hunter and Preston, who were both on their knees in front of him, Jonathan urged, âIf youâve got other tricks up your sleeve, just unleash them all at once!â
âHmph! Did you think thatâs all? Then, youâve truly underestimated the York family!â Hunter snorted coldly. All of a sudden, he whipped out a gun from somewhere and pointed it right at the man, declaring, âKid, I admit that I indeed underestimated you previously. But so what if youâre skilled at fighting? Can you beat a bullet?â
As the patriarch of the York family, if I had only relied on the dozen or so burly men in black, I wouldâve probably died time and again. Countless people want to kill me in the whole of Jazona, after all. If I donât have any means to protect myself, I canât possibly be still alive now!