The First Heir

“F*ck! You dare to hit me?”

The tattooed youth clutched at his swollen cheek and glared at Philip while gnashing his teeth.

“Brother, don’t you see that she has a boyfriend? Since you still dare to approach her, who else should I hit if not you?”

Philip crossed his arms and sneered at the tattooed youth.

Nina got a fright from Philip’s fierce retaliation, but a warm current surged in her heart. The look in her eyes as she stared at Philip had also changed. She totally ignored his usage of the word ‘boyfriend’ just now.

The tattooed youth flew into a rage and took out a switchblade from his pants pocket. He glared menacingly at Philip and shouted, “Damn you! I want your life!”

With that said, he rushed over with the switchblade and aimed directly for Philip’s stomach!

The other two bald men also dashed over quickly. Their objective was very simple—to catch Nina. Would the kid not submit to them after that?

The stabbing motion of the switchblade had almost reached the mark, but before it could pierce through the target, it was firmly grabbed by an iron grip before it got any further!

wrist. Then, he exerted some force and with a crack,

“Argh!”

tattooed youth was in so much pain that his face had turned maroon.

The pain was excruciating!

spine-chilling that a few passersby got a fright and quickly

bit more force was applied, the guy’s arm

sound, the switchblade fell from the

aren’t you going to stop? Do you want me to break

back at this moment,

had made up their minds. As long as they got their hands on the beauty, the kid would submit to

frowned as his anger

he would not consider the consequences

The arm of the tattooed youth was

sound of bones breaking blasted clearly in

“Argh, ouch…!”

flushed maroon! The pain in

In the next second!