The First Heir

North Street of Riverdale.

This was the liveliest area in Riverdale—bars, nightclubs, entertainment centers, and foot spas. In short, any form of entertainment that one could think of would be found here!

This place was one of the areas that were not governed because there was a mixture of different forces and underground operations intertwined. Everything was utter chaos!

Philip got out of the car and felt a little lost. Although it was his first time here, he clearly felt that it was completely different from the downtown area of Riverdale!

The girls on the side of the roads wore more revealing clothes than the other!

The street was also filled with drunkards and youths wasting their time away, coming in and out from various clubs and KTVs.

Philip frowned as he stood on the street and looked all around him. He muttered to himself, “Are we supposed to meet in this kind of place?”

Right at this moment, a shrill sneer came from behind Philip!

“Philip Clarke, we meet again! I didn’t expect to run into you here. It looks like you can’t escape tonight!”

The person speaking was Kenneth Hane. He slowly got down from the car with a plastered hand hanging from his neck. He looked quite comical, actually.

Behind him was another man who had the build of a strong bull. This person was Leopard.

In his eyes, no one could ever defeat him and that was the source of his confidence!

Were you not beaten

man behind Kenneth and could gauge the strength

was a

able to find someone like that

also wondered if he should lay a hand on the Hane family of Capital

your limbs and make you kneel on the ground like a dog.

menacingly, “Philip Clarke, since young, no one has ever humiliated me like today. You

frowned. He suddenly realized all the rich second-generation had a common problem—they talked

TV dramas, those that could not last until the

chuckled and said, “Young Master Hane, don’t blame me for not warning you. If

still so arrogant even on

direct order to Leopard, “Move it!

“Okay.”

changes to his expression. There was only a chilling glint that flashed

thighs. Once, a person flew three or four meters away with one punch from him. That incident made him famous throughout the underground boxing arena in

me for not reminding you, then. You’re fully responsible for the

Three-punch Killer! You should really consider your own situation.” Kenneth mocked and

and remained

fists have no eyes. Brother, I’m

as a rock, he raised his

very strong punch. If an ordinary person was hit, they would

isn’t that Leopard Dunn? Have you been