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?

he had trained with Reed Williams back then for an entire

would be embarrassing for a child of a wealthy

cry. The pain on his body and knees were so excruciating

such a

him up

yelled. There was malice in

five to six shirtless bald men charged toward Philip at the

defeat one person with so many people

five to six bald men’s imposing

dared to take another step forward. They were scared that they would

are you waiting

Chico yelled from behind.

at each other and yelled. Someone swung their gigantic fist, someone stomped their foot, and

swung his hand as if it was a palm

slap,

He was too fast!

collapsed on the floor of the bus while some were

hands and walked toward

to be so good

cold as a knife made out of

and looked at his unconscious men. He said hurriedly, “Alright! Okay! As long as you let us go, we’ll do

do anything Philip told him to

there was life,

his men. Then, the bald and bulky men stood together with their faces covered in bloody red handprints. They took out all of the money they had, which only amounted to a

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

was scared that Philip would break his other leg if

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 begging Philip for mercy instead.