The First Heir

Over a dozen dark figures suddenly appeared in the picture. The originally empty room was now filled with people in an instant. They were strictly guarding Philip who was sitting on the sofa!

All kinds of tumultuous sounds were heard!

“F*ck me! Why are there people? Where the hell did they come from?”

“Shoot, we walked into a trap! Withdraw quickly!”

“F*ck! You fooled us!”

“Everyone kneel down! Kneel down!”

“Toss away your weapons! Everyone kneel down!”

At the same moment, over a dozen murderous thugs in black suits burst out of every room of this floor of the hotel. They were all carrying swinging bats and the likes.

The two hoodlums guarding the door were gotten rid of right away!

The two gangsters guarding the elevator still did not understand what was going on. Before they could, the elevator door opened behind them. Four to five men in black suits rushed out and struck them hard on the head with their bats.

There were a few thugs who stayed behind in the guest lounge on the ground floor of the hotel. They had been talking cheerfully about where to go tonight to relax when they saw a few black Mercedes-Benzes quickly parking at the main entrance. A dozen over thugs in black suits and black ties emerged from the cars in an instant, rushing inside in an orderly and timely manner!

Boom!

Wolf’s men wanted to run away, but they were kicked in the back by a few pairs of leather shoes. They flew before falling to the ground and breaking their teeth!

All these things happened at almost the same time. The battle ended in less than 30 seconds!

In his own villa, Joel looked at the live broadcast and was completely stunned. He just stood there blankly and did not dare to move for a long time. The sweat on his forehead dripped down drop by drop.

Damn it!

What the f*ck was this?

‘How does Philip Clarke, that useless scum, have this many well-trained thugs?

‘Who exactly is he?

spineless coward?

well-trained thugs were not comparable to

could react, he felt a strange

and there was

that there was a sharp dagger on his neck! He did not

was shining

A hitman?

about this, especially after living abroad in the past few years. He had come

his house and appear

hell

down, and his legs could not help but tremble. Who had he

‘Philip Clarke?

‘No, impossible!

can he manage

by his ears, and Joel felt

it’d be a powerful figure, but it turns out to be an ordinary worthless wrench.

figure behind

you here? How much did they pay, I… I will pay double, please don’t

this f*cking dagger in his

Too horrifying!

Hiss!

of sharp

the dagger glide, then warm fluid began to ooze out of

I will pay

Puff!

down

Too terrifying!

of the

“Triple?”

like it belonged to the demon king of the

“Yes, yes! Triple!”

now like a person who found a silver lining after almost drowning in the

and did not

the face of a hitman,

“It’s a good deal!”