Chapter 397
The Legendary Man
The Legendary Man Chapter 397 I Will Give You Three Seconds However, when the dozens of burly men wanted to hit Jonathan with their steel pipes, they heard a loud bang.
Jonathan swung his fist, and the group of people fell to the ground instantly.
The men didnât even have the chance to touch the hem of Jonathanâs clothes. At that instant, they felt like a train had knocked over them.
Bang! The impact made them spit out a mouthful of blood.
It was as though their chests were about to shatter to pieces.
âWhat?â Witnessing the scene before him, Ansonâs face darkened. With a twisted expression, he exclaimed, âWhat is going on?â
Moments ago, he was still pondering what position he would prefer Yuliana to make on the bed at night. He didnât expect that his subordinates would be knocked to the ground in such a short amount of time.
âUseless! All of you are useless trash! How can dozens of you lose to a student? What is the point of me feeding you useless beings? If you guys canât break all four of his limbs tonight, I will dismiss all of you! The Wagner family isnât interested in having quacks around!â Anson scolded furiously.
âCharge!â A group of muscular men took out their cleavers as they attacked Jonathan without hesitation.
However, how could they possibly hurt Jonathan with their weapons?
âYou guys must have a death wish!â Before the cleavers could reach Jonathan, he had lifted his leg and kicked his enemies.
Pow!
Jonathanâs kick sent the muscular man, who led the attack, flying across the place.
Immediately after the man fell to the ground, another person charged forward.
They were fearless as all of them waved their cleavers in Jonathanâs direction.
Unfortunately, although they had the numbers, they didnât have the upper hand.
No matter how many people charged toward Jonathan, the latter could kick them to the ground effortlessly. During the fight, Jonathan didnât even pant.
Within a minute, none of the dozens of strong men remained standing.
At that moment, they curled up like shrimps as they wailed painfully.
âStand up, all of you! Get up!â yelled Anson angrily.
How can a student defeat dozens of my men?
The situation was embarrassing for both the Wagner family and Anson.âAre you the person who said you want to break my limbs?â Jonathan walked in Ansonâs direction slowly as he stepped over the bodies of the group of burly men.Every time Jonathan took a step forward, Anson would retreat a step behind.
I canât possibly run! This is Gronga, and Iâm the second son of the Wagner family! How can I let a snob make me run away in fright? If something like that is made known to the public, how will I face other people in the future?
âSo what?â Anson pretended to be calm. âBesides breaking your limbs, I want to hit you until you canât take care of yourself. I want you to be in a vegetative state for the rest of your life and can only lie on the bed. Iâll make sure your life will be a living hell!â
With that said, Anson took a gun from his pocket and aimed it at Jonathan.
Instantly, the crowd shrieked.
Those taking photos of the situation were so terrified they fled the venue.
They didnât bother watching the ongoing drama anymore.
On the mainland, the officials imposed strict rules on guns. Thus, most people might not have a chance to see an actual gun in their lives.
The only place they would see a gun was on television or in the movies.
However, the case was different in Gronga.
One could find a gun anywhere there because smuggling was serious in Gronga.
Besides that, there were many organizations and gangs in the place.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that an individual could purchase guns, grenades, and mortars in Gronga as long as they had the money.
âThe thing I hate most in my life is someone pointing at me with a gun!â Jonathan looked at Anson coldly as an icy glint flashed across his eyes without him noticing it.
âWhat are you going to do about it, huh?â Anson let out a hysterical roar with a distorted face.
The veins on his neck were almost torn apart.
As Anson had a gun in his hand, his anxious feeling faded. He felt calmer than before.
Anson thought that the gun would put him in an advantageous position.
Oh, Jonathan, what is the use of being a good fighter? Can you beat a gun?
âHey, so what if youâre good at fighting? You will be a dead body once I shoot through your temples!â
shouted Anson ferociously.
âYou idiot!â Witnessing Ansonâs stupidity, Cecilia couldnât help but scold in a low voice before Jonathan said a word.
How dare he threaten Jonathan with a gun? Does he have a death wish, or is he sick of his life? Back when we were in Jipsdale, a private army with hundreds of guns was no match for Jonathan. In the end, Jonathan annihilated the entire group of people. Does he think he can scare Jonathan with a gun?
âIs that so?â At Ansonâs words, Jonathan glanced at him expressionlessly. âShoot me then!ââWhat?â
Anson was stunned. He couldnât believe his ears.
âI said, shoot me!â Jonathanâs eyes became cold instantly. âI will give you three seconds. If you donât shoot, you will never have the chance to do it in this life!â
After finishing his sentence, Jonathan counted down in a flat voice, âThree, two, one!â
âQuick, get him to come back. Is he crazy?â Yuliana, who wasnât far away, shouted at Cecilia as her face turned pale.
Thatâs an actual gun! He might die because of this!
âHeâs not crazy!â Cecilia wasnât worried at all. âItâs just a gun. It canât hurt him!â
Just a gun?
Hearing Ceciliaâs words, Yuliana was dumbfounded as she looked at Cecilia as if the latter was mad.
Oh, my! Everyone here is crazy! They must be out of their minds! Who gave them the courage to be this confident!
However, just as she finished her words, they heard a loud bang from the gun.
As Jonathan pressured Anson, the latterâs finger trembled as he pulled the trigger uncontrollably.
Right now, the gun was less than a meter from Jonathan.
If the bullet hit Jonathan, his life would definitely end.
Anxious, Yuliana quickly covered her eyes because she wasnât courageous enough to look at the bloody scene.
Bang! Someone fell to the ground.
Yuliana opened her eyes and was surprised to find out that Jonathan was the person standing.
He looked calm.
As for Anson, he collapsed on the ground with a pained expression. He widened his eyes because he couldnât believe what had happened. âH-How is this possible? How could this be?â
Iâve aimed and shot Jonathanâs head. Why am I the person who is on the ground now?
âWhy not?â Jonathan glanced at Ansonâs shocked expression coldly. He said, âIâve told you I would only give you three seconds. Iâve given you a chance, but, unfortunately, you didnât appreciate it!
At that, Jonathan marched forward and stepped on Ansonâs arm.
Crack! A crisp bone-breaking sound could be heard. Immediately afterward, Anson cried out in pain.
âM-My armâ¦â yelled Anson furiously.
However, Jonathan didnât even bother looking at him. Instead, he raised his leg and stepped on Ansonâs thigh.