The Legendary Man novel Chapter 519

Chapter 519 Kill Them All

A military vehicle screeched to a halt before the entrance of the Goldstein residence, leaving behind a trail of skid marks in its haste.

Jonathan exited the vehicle a moment later. Two guards, clad in suits of black, who stood on duty outside the Goldstein residence, addressed him coldly.

“What’s going on there? How dare you park your vehicle as you please? Don’t you know what this place is? Get lost!”

Jonathan twitched. Spiritual energy flashed across his eyes as he discovered the ripple of spiritual energy from the two cultivators standing before him.

Herald Stage, the lowest level of cultivators! He arrived at a decision from a brief glance.

Though Herald Stage was the lowest level of cultivators, he knew the Goldstein family was not capable of training the cultivators at the Herald Stage.

These two are not guards of the Goldstein family. “Are you deaf? We’re talking to you! We’re going to rough you up if you’re not leaving—”

Thud! Before the guard who had taken a step forward finished speaking, Jonathan stepped forward first and punched him squarely on the chest.

The man was sent flying before he crashed down onto the ground. Though his eyes were wide open, he was dead beyond all doubt.

The cultivator beside him hurried forward and found a crater in his comrade’s chest; Jonathan had shattered his chest with a punch. The guard shuddered at the realization that such force was something he could not contest against.

While retreating warily against Jonathan’s impending advance, the guard reached into his pocket without taking his eyes off the former’s cold countenance.

Almost as soon as the guard touched his communication device, Jonathan, who had been ten meters away, suddenly stood before him.

Jonathan grabbed the guard’s wrist and applied slight pressure. Crack!

“Ah!” Following the guard’s scream, his wrist and the communication device from his pocket were crushed instantly.

“I am from the Xydias family. If you kill me, they will not—”

The guard was about to save himself by invoking the Xydias family’s name, but he was unaware that the mention had stoked Jonathan’s ire instead. It only strengthened the latter’s resolve to exterminate the Xydias family. The guard’s threat did not get him off the hook, but instead his words acted like fuel to the fire of Jonathan’s rage.

In a fit of rage, Jonathan leaped up and incapacitated the guard’s elixir field with a forceful strike of his knee.

“I’ll ask you this once. Where are the Goldsteins?”

Upon having his elixir field incapacitated, the guard finally understood that he did not stand a chance against the man before him.

He gritted his teeth to brace himself against the intense pain in his body before answering, “Inside, behind the manor. Please, have mercy—”

Before the guard finished speaking, Jonathan grabbed him by the waist and dragged him into the Goldstein residence.

Meanwhile, in the garden at the back of the manor, the Goldsteins had their hands and feet bound, and they were thrown onto the grass like livestock.

Surrounded by men donning black suits, a casually dressed young man sat on the stone bench in the garden, and he was eating a slice of watermelon while Lydia was standing beside him.

Lydia’s hair was in a mess, and her clothes were covered in mud. She was cutting the watermelon carefully with a knife.

“That’s more like it!” the young man exclaimed with a genial laugh as he gazed at Lydia. “You wouldn’t have suffered so much if you had played along earlier.”

The young man’s gaze swept all over Lydia’s body.

“Though you Goldsteins see your family as an influential family, you are merely ants before a truly powerful family. If you can satisfy me, I will put in a good word for you to spare your life. By then, you’ll enjoy riches beyond your wildest dreams. How about that, eh? Think about it!”

As the young man spoke, he reached out to caress Lydia’s slim legs.

Lydia dodged aside like a frightened rabbit before he touched her.

“Don’t you dare touch me! I’d rather die.”

She placed the fruit knife in her hand on her neck. Her hands shook, and a stream of fresh blood flowed from the nick on her skin.

“Well, well…” The young man gazed at Lydia with interest before raising his hand and pressing Lydia’s wrist.

As he exerted great force, the blade sank easily into her neck.