The Legendary Man novel Chapter 297

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?

“What are you standing there for? Why aren’t you attacking him?” Emmett raged when he saw the mercenaries recoiling in fear.

“You useless fools! How can more than ten of you fail to take down one man? What’s the point of me paying you so much money? Attack!”

Admonished by their boss, the mercenaries exchanged glances with each other before thrusting their bayonets at Jonathan’s chest.

If they managed to stab him, he would definitely be doomed.

“That’s not how you use a triangular bayonet!” Staring at the men with a frosty gaze, Jonathan took one step forward and launched a kick at the third man in the abdomen. Then he snatched the bayonet from his victim’s hand and plunged it into his chest.

Pfft!

Fresh blood spewed in every direction.

Widening his eyes, Jonathan’s victim dropped like a fly before he had the opportunity to cry out in agony.

“This is the proper way of wielding a bayonet!” As Jonathan pulled the weapon out of the deceased’s chest, he glared at the rest of them. “It baffles me how you guys could survive overseas for so long with such mediocre skills.”

The moment he finished, Jonathan charged at the group. In a split second, he had pierced another mercenary in the chest with his bayonet.

Blood began to gush out from his wound.

Jonathan didn’t even bat an eyelid at the gory sight. He then shoved his latest victim with his right hand, causing the latter to collapse onto the ground. The next moment, he turned his bayonet around and thrust it into another enemy who was coming up from behind him.