The First Heir

Chapter 387

“Are you trying to scare me!”

Joel smiled in anger. He looked at Philip ferociously and roared, “I, Joel Harris, am not scared! You’re a useless scum, Aunt Martha told me herself! Who do you think you are? Calling a few people to wear suits? Believe it or not, if you, Philip Clarke, dare to touch me today, you’ll be hacked to death as soon as you walk out of that hotel!”

‘This Philip Clarke, where does he get the confidence to speak to me like this?

‘Identity?

‘F*ck if you have a fucking identity!’

“Oh? You don’t believe me?”

Philip grinned, his smile carrying a sense of cruelty.

“Haha, Philip Clarke, I’ll admit, I underestimated you. But in Riverdale, there isn’t a person I don’t dare to touch! And there isn’t anyone who dares to touch me!”

Joel smiled coldly, completely ignoring the hitman sitting on the sofa.

‘He dares to kill me?

‘What awaits him is a catastrophe!

‘His whole family will be obliterated!’

Of course, what Joel said about Philip being hacked to death right away was an exaggeration, though not by much.

His uncle, Klaus Harris, was a famous regional mafia boss!

A figure of darkness!

alive and well. He

nine dragons, it was Klaus Harris who

hot oil from the pot directly on the waiter’s face and brought his men to

a person.

uncle’s capabilities, Joel was very

indifferently, “Nobody dares to touch you? Then I

suddenly became extremely cold. He said,

as his voice fell, Joel felt like he was being

the hitman had already stood up from the sofa.

over here! Don’t listen to him, my

very afraid. He sat on the ground with a guilty conscience and

However!

Crack! Crack!

extremely strong slaps fell on his face. Joel tasted blood in his mouth, and

Harris, look. I’ve now touched you, so

Philip smiled coldly.

completely swollen like a pig’s head. Blood constantly flowed out of his mouth, and he hesitantly slurred, “Philip Clarke… You’re done for… I will have

crawled to the side of the coffee table, fished out his mobile phone,

walked into the room of the hotel. He asked,

he said, “Mr. Clarke, everything is ready.

nodded, his gaze

knew about Joel’s

also knew about it. He

did nothing but evil. There was no need for him to

were beaten up into a pulp. He asked, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Thomas asked me to ask you, do you

glanced at Theo and said, “You can’t

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