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!

in his mastermind of a plan. All

of business, Mitch was more than familiar with the connotations behind the four words ‘Muay Thai champion, Thep’. He was one hell of a professional, known for his

the legend of winning 100

man who was worshipped by many. Once, a gang boss placed a ten million

men and women were

never expected you to have connections like this,

Muay Thai champion under his command. Perhaps then, the

…

auras and the fact that each of them had a piandao of their own made it seem that

out to stop them had been slashed down, soaked in their own blood!

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

sure to die by their piandao before two

hide in the hotel while she dialed for the police as if her

out

had already been blocked with

doors, Philip took his first step with a calm collection. The aura he emitted instantly shifted from

her of a demon who had crawled its way

Boom!

too menacing for anyone

no other option but to fight with all

Philip needed to rely on everything he had learned back

time, he hoped for Theo’s

in a heavily accented and horrible English, “Pro! I

Thep was concerned, Philip Clarke was definitely a professional who

It was one that had seen enough

concerned, he

than the 30 to

“Die!”