Chapter 473
The Legendary Man
The Legendary Man Chapter 473 Suffer The Same Fate âYes, Mr. Goldstein!â Hades hesitated for a while but still did not dare to speak in the end.
The decision made by Jonathan was not something he could change.
Forget him, not even God could change Jonathanâs mind!
âAfter I leave, Asuraâs Office will be handed over to you,â Jonathan said as he glanced coldly at Hades.
âAt the same time, you can use this opportunity to pluck out all the weeds in Asuraâs Office!â
âWeeds?â Hades was taken aback and only responded after a while. âMr. Goldstein, are you saying that there are traitors in Asuraâs Office?â
âWhat do you think?â Jonathan shot him an icy stare. âDid you think that the Gomez family from Lumonburg would dare to attack me without anyone backing them up? Of course, there are people helping them.â
âThatâs impossible, Mr. Goldstein.â The expression on Hadesâ face darkened at once.
Asuraâs Office was single-handedly built from the ground by Jonathan. With an impregnable defense, every person in Asuraâs Office was meticulously chosen. They were the cream of the crop. How could there be a traitor?
âThere is no such thing as impossible.â Jonathan smiled coolly. âRemember this, there are no eternal comrades in this world; only personal interests matter! Unless I die, how can anyone replace me? It seems that someone has noticed my weak legs and wants to seize the chance to take over the throne.â
Jonathan shook his head and headed outside while he continued, âRemember, no matter who it is, as long as you find the weed, you must make sure it is completely removed! We will deal with the aftermath when the time comes.â
âYes, Mr. Goldstein!â Hades said with a glint of killing intent in his eyes.
Asuraâs Office belonged to Asura, but it was also Hadesâ. Hades was the leader of the Eight Kings of War. Yet, right under his nose, there were actually people who were in cahoots with outsiders and planning to kill Jonathan.
This felony alone was enough for the culprit to be punishable by death!
âIt seems that some people really donât know how good they have it.â Hades sneered as a cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that in the last few years of tranquility, someone had forgotten just how Hades had risen to become the leader of the Eight Kings of War back then.
The night passed by in the blink of an eye.
As the sky slowly lit up, Jonathan was already sitting comfortably on a plane.
The flight ticket was booked by Hades, so he was ushered right into the VIP lounge, where he then sat on a massage chair, enjoying this short relaxation time that he rarely had.
However, just as Jonathan was about to get some shuteye, a flurry of noisy footsteps was heard coming from the distance.
âGet out! Everyone, out!â
âClear the place!â
At the exact moment the words sounded, a beautifully-dressed woman was seen hurriedly walking into the lounge while surrounded by a group of men.
At first, there were a few people in the VIP lounge. After the woman barged in, those people were all chased out of the room.
Jonathan frowned but paid them no mind.
Unfortunately, that did not mean that they would let him go!
âHey! Wake up!â
At that moment, a burly, middle-aged man dressed in a black suit stepped in front of Jonathan and impatiently woke him up.
âYou, get out!â shouted the suited man while pointing at Jonathan.
âWhy should I?â Jonathanâs expression was a little unsightly. âYouâd better give me a good reason.
Otherwise, youâll be sorry for disrupting my rest!â
âReason? What reason do you need?â The man sized up Jonathan and noticed that he was dressed in cheap clothes. Not a single article of clothing on him was expensive. Disdain was evident on the manâs face as he continued, âGet the hell out of here. Youâre such an eyesore!â
âAnd if I donât?â Jonathan asked as he stared coldly at the brawny man.
It was this stare that made the man instantly feel a chill run down his spine. Nevertheless, knowing that he had his men backing him from behind, the man remained unfazed and said, âThen, donât say that I didnât warn you.â
As soon as the words fell, the manâs hand reached out to grab Jonathanâs collar.
Snap!
âAh!â
Jonathan swiftly caught hold of the manâs extended arm. Following the sound of bones cracking, the man in the black suit fell to the ground with a thud.
âHasnât anyone ever told you that you should speak politely when youâre outside?â
âStop right there!â
Hearing the blood-curdling scream, a group of men in black came rushing over. They then saw the man kneeling on the ground before Jonathan with a pained expression on his face.
âI said stop! Do you hear me?â
The leader of the pack dashed forward to Jonathan with a bleak expression.
âHe was impolite, so now his arm is broken. Do you want to suffer the same fate as him?â
Jonathan raised his leg and promptly kicked away the man at his feet. Then, he glared coldly at the other man with his fists clenched.
As for the man who was kicked, the moment he was released by Jonathan, all he felt was the agonizing pain of his broken bones. It was so painful that he passed out on the spot.
âBrat, do you know who we are? Youâre looking for death if you dare mess with any of us.â When the leader of the men in black saw what Jonathan did, he waved his hand and ordered, âGet him! Letâs teach this little brat a good lesson.â
âYes!â
As soon as the order was issued, the group of tough men immediately charged at Jonathan.
âD*mn you!â
Jonathan shifted his gaze and sent out a flying kick on the chest of the man coming toward him. Just like that, the manâs chest caved in from the impact of the kick. Following that, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flopped to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the men in black who were surrounding Jonathan subconsciously retreated a few steps backward. The leader, who was just preparing to teach Jonathan a hard lesson, was stunned on the spot, not even daring to move a muscle.
Unexpectedly, someone dressed in a white suit came scurrying over right at that moment.
âWhatâs going on? Whatâs all the commotion about? Didnât I ask you guys to clear the scene? What the hell are you doing?â
As soon as the man in the white suit came in, he furiously gave the men in black an earful.
âBaxter, someone is giving us trouble here. He hurt our men!â The leader of the pack quickly sprang forward and pointed an accusatory finger at Jonathan.
âOh?â
The man named Baxter immediately cast his gaze at Jonathan upon hearing those words. As a sharp glint flashed across his eyes, Baxter couldnât help but snicker. âNo one has dared to cause trouble for me in so many years. I didnât expect to meet a dumb fool today!â