The First Heir
Chapter 494
Wynn was wearing a pair of high heels. When she walked to Philip, her heels clicked on the ground like a piano recital. She looked panic-stricken.
She was a woman, after all. The smell of blood was in the air, and there were broken arms scattered all over the floor. Each severed limb was covered in blood. She wanted to vomit, but she held it in.
30 to 40 men were trying to chop someone up in broad daylight. The scene looked like a warzone, and the ground was painted with blood.
If Philip were not here, she could not imagine what would have happened instead.
Philip looked at Wynn who was standing next to him. There was a gentle smile on his face.
Just like that, under everyone’s watchful gaze, Philip reached out an arm and grabbed Wynn’s tiny waist.
Wynn shivered. She looked at Philip in disbelief.
Was Philip still her spineless husband?
When did he have these skills? He looked like an assassin in the movies.
Philip chuckled and grabbed Wynn’s hand. He asked, “Are you ready?”
Wynn furrowed her brows and let out a long exhale. “I’m ready.”
Then, Philip walked out with Wynn while everyone watched.
An unexplainable feeling rose into Wynn’s heart when Philip grabbed her hand. The worries in her heart vanished in an instant.
terrified thugs in front of them all backed away and made way for them. None of them dared to touch this
petrified. Philip had the air of the God of Death radiating from
from being clenched so tightly. He grabbed his saber and pointed at Philip who was approaching him. He
said that, someone finally
in a blink of an eye, that person flew backward like a streamline. With a thud, he fell
were backing away, Mitch’s heart was engulfed with flames of
his knife and stood forward. He yelled, “I’m going
Clank!
contact with each other resounded, then a broken blade flew across the air and landed on the floor. It produced
against Mitch’s neck. The bloody knife slashed a thin red line on his neck. Blood began dripping from the tip
in a chopping position, but the blade of the knife was already
cold sweat and beads of it were rolling down his face like a waterfall.
shaking. He
woman. He had a knife against Mitch’s neck, yet his face was calm.
entire body going cold. His eyes were like sharp knives. It broke his final line of defense, and at this moment,
was trembling all over. He was feeling the threat of death so up close that it even made
would laugh at him? It was the normal reaction to being faced with such a
scrunched up his nose and snorted. “Sir Mitch, I don’t think you can do well in the face of fear. Why? Do you still want to take my
sweat. He did not have the imposing manner he had
and beg for mercy from this
Why did he cross this God of
something so dangerous for just two
he threatened Philip
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