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!

a speck of dust in his mastermind of a plan. All he had to do was crush

his line of business, Mitch was more than familiar with the connotations behind the four words ‘Muay Thai champion, Thep’. He was

He was the man behind the legend of winning 100 fights in the

Once, a gang boss placed a ten million USD bounty on Thep’s

women were dead overnight, even

never expected you to have connections like this, Brother

desire. He wanted nothing more than to have this Muay Thai champion under his command. Perhaps then, the next head of the fraternities would be within

…

piandao. Their auras and the fact that each of them had a piandao of their own made it seem that Philip was going to turn into a dish of fish fillet and pickled

who rushed out to stop them had been slashed down, soaked in their

excited at the sight of blood,

by their

to hide in the hotel while she dialed for the police as

leaked out in

entrance doors had already been blocked with

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

of a demon

Boom!

too menacing for anyone within a three-meter radius to take

other option but to fight with all he

he had learned back from his hellish training with Reed

the same time, he hoped

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

as Thep was concerned, Philip Clarke was definitely a

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

as he was concerned, he was hardly a match for

than the 30

“Die!”