The Legendary Man novel Chapter 363

The Legendary Man Chapter 363

Death Penalty

“Uncle Fabian!”

The moment the Spike Dragon Guards encircled the entire hotel lobby, Shawn spotted Fabian in the crowd instantly.

“Shawn?”

Upon hearing Shawn’s voice, a middle-aged man in a black military outfit walked out from behind the Spike Dragon Guards at once. His hair was somewhat white, and he did not seem to be very old, but he had a naturally intimidating aura.

He was none other than the governor of Jipsdale, Fabian Jones.

His existence was only second to Jeremy Yates, the Western King of War who guarded Jipsdale.

“Uncle Fabian, save me!” yelled Shawn in a panic. Right then, at one glance, Fabian noticed his nephew’s right leg had been penetrated by a bullet.

His face instantly turned grim. “Who did this?”

“It was him!” shouted Shawn immediately as he pointed at Jonathan. “Uncle Fabian, kill him! I want him dead!”

“Shut up!”

Fabian could not help but glare at Shawn at once when he heard the latter utter such bold words in front of so many people.

Even if Shawn wanted Jonathan dead, he absolutely must not declare his desire in front of these many people.

With a solemn face, Fabian directed his gaze in the direction that Shawn was pointing. His eyes landed on Jonathan. “So it was you who told Shawn to call me and instruct me to come and see you within ten minutes?”

“That’s right,” answered Jonathan flatly.

However, the moment he spoke, Fabian’s expression instantly changed.

Why does this voice sound so familiar?

In fact, Jonathan’s voice was so familiar to Fabian that once he heard it, his entire body shuddered out of reflex.

“M-Mr. Goldstein?” Fabian stuttered in his speech.

“What’s the matter? Do you not recognize me?” said Jonathan as he looked at Fabian calmly. With that one glance, the latter was so terrified that his legs immediately became like jelly, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of Jonathan. “I, Fabian Jones, governor of Jipsdale, am honored to meet you, Mr. Goldstein!”

Everyone went quiet at once.

One could even hear a pin drop in this deafening silence.

Incredulity filled the eyes of everyone as they watched the scene that unfolded before them.

The governor of Jipsdale, who was only second to Jeremy, the Western King of War, was kneeling before another.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have suspected that they had perceived things wrongly.

After all, Fabian was the governor of Jipsdale.

He was seated at the pinnacle of authority.

The entire Jipsdale was at his mercy.

Even Jeremy, the Western King of War, would consider him as his peer.

Yet such an amazing person was kneeling before a terrorist, who was covered in blood, in front of everyone.