The First Heir

Mitch’s expression sunk instantly. A sinister glare was sent Noah’s way as he smiled. “Oh? Does Brother Noah not believe in my capabilities? I have so many members with me, how can I not get my hands on a worthless scum who feeds off his wife?”

“No no, you’ve misunderstood me, Sir Mitch. I brought this man to deal with Philip Clarke myself. But now that I see Sir Mitch has already made a move, then there’s naturally no need to bring him out. I simply wish to introduce you to him, Sir Mitch. Perhaps he’ll learn a thing or two from you!”

Noah explained, pointing at the passenger seat in his car.

The back seat windows rolled down to reveal a man in a baseball cap. A large gash marked one half of his face, leaving him with an unsettling aura at night!

The man’s side profile overwhelmed those who saw him while his gaze was fixed on Philip Clarke who was at the hotel’s entrance.

Perhaps it was the pull of another strong bird with the same feathers!

“Who’s that? He looks even more powerful than you, Brother Noah!”

Mitch mocked.

Internally calling him a bumpkin, Noah smiled and said four words, “Muay Thai champion, Thep.”

“Muay Thai champion, Thep?”

Hearing his name, Mitch’s tone increased a few octaves in astoundment.

Knowing he would react in such a way, Noah quickly began to explain. “Indeed. Thep’s a Thai Muay Thai champion and a wanted fugitive in three countries! He’s been seeking refuge with me to survive.”

Noah had indeed spent a hearty amount tonight, all to kill Philip and pin down Wynn’s Beacon Pharmaceutical!”

Getting his hands on Beacon Pharmaceutical meant having the one billion yuan investment from Capital City’s Clarke Group!

It would be worth it!

was merely a speck of dust in his mastermind of

with the connotations behind the four words ‘Muay Thai champion, Thep’. He was

behind the legend of winning 100 fights

Once, a gang boss placed a ten million

men and women were dead overnight,

have connections like this,

to have this Muay Thai champion under his command. Perhaps then, the next head of

…

40 men pounced toward Philip and the hotel entrance with metal rods and piandao. Their auras and the fact that each of them

to stop them had been slashed down, soaked in their own blood! They could be

seemed to grow more excited at the sight of blood, howling as

sure to die by their piandao before two minutes were

hide in the hotel while she dialed for the police

out in

the entrance doors had already been blocked with something

his first step with a calm collection. The aura he emitted instantly shifted from

reminded her of a demon

Boom!

Philip, his aura entrancing but also too menacing for anyone within a three-meter radius to take a step

option but to fight with all he

to rely on everything he had learned back from his hellish training with Reed

he hoped for

tensed and muttered to himself in a heavily accented and horrible English, “Pro! I didn’t know Riverdale has professionals

far as Thep was concerned, Philip Clarke was definitely

cold gaze. It was one that had seen enough bloodshed for

he was

the 30 to 40

“Die!”