The First Heir

He grabbed the ring over his head that was meant to support passengers and lifted his leg to kick Philip’s waist.

If his kick landed, Philip would either be half-dead or half-crippled!

Philip did not have time to hesitate. Chico’s heavy foot was already coming at him.

He snorted. He did not move his body, but instead, he lifted his right leg and kicked the joint of Chico’s other leg.

Crack!

The loud sound was caused by Chico’s bone breaking.

Then, everyone on the bus heard Chico’s screams of pain. He sat on the ground while his legs split open. Huge droplets of sweat started to roll down from his chubby cheeks.

“Ah! My leg! My groin!”

Chico was trembling with pain. While he clutched the knee on his left leg, his other hand grabbed his right leg.

He felt like he had been split open. The pain was burning!

A few of Chico’s bald men were speechless after they saw what happened. They were so shocked that they all gasped at the same time.

After a while, they finally came back to their senses. They ran up and helped Chico to stand. Then, they pointed at Philip and yelled, “How dare you kick Chico? You’re asking to die!”

Philip chuckled. He was still seated, looking at them with a ‘what can you do to me?’ expression on his face.

He looked at Chico who was still in a split. He was in so much pain that his face was disfigured. Philip chuckled. “How is it, Chico? Are you going to consider what I just proposed?”

They were such cowards. He did not know what Noah was thinking. Did he really think he was a useless bum?

all, he had trained with Reed Williams

of a wealthy family to not have some

body and

such a savage at their

f*ck him up for

There was

six shirtless bald men charged toward Philip at the same

he could not defeat one person with so many

up slowly. The five to six bald men’s imposing manners wilted instantly from

of them dared to take another step forward. They

are you waiting

Chico yelled from behind.

to six bald men looked at each other and yelled. Someone swung their gigantic fist, someone stomped their foot, and all of them started to attack

smirked. He swung his hand as if

slap, slap, slap,

He was too fast!

their faces. Some of them collapsed on the floor of the bus while some were leaning against the back of the seats.

his hands and walked toward the terror-stricken

Philip to be so

voice was as cold as a knife made out of

said hurriedly, “Alright! Okay! As long

Philip told him to right

life, there

bulky men stood together with their faces covered in bloody red handprints. They took out all

bucks, and his hands started to sweat. He handed the

scared that Philip would break his other

other passengers on the bus were terrified by what they were seeing. They thought a young man like Philip would be finished. In the end, these gangsters were pooling money and