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

nine dragons, it was Klaus Harris who was

poorly. He splashed the hot oil from the pot directly on the waiter’s

was this vicious of a person. No one dared

uncle’s capabilities, Joel was

dares to

suddenly became extremely cold. He

his voice fell, Joel felt like he

up from the sofa. The

do? Don’t come over here! Don’t

still very afraid. He sat on the ground with a

However!

Crack! Crack!

on his face. Joel tasted blood in his

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

Philip smiled coldly.

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

the side of the coffee table, fished out

who walked into the room of the hotel. He asked, “How’s

respectfully. Bending over, he said,

nodded, his

Joel’s inside

for Klaus Harris, Philip also knew

but evil. There was no need for him

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

and said, “You can’t

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