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!

Young Master Hane. Were you not beaten enough in

behind Kenneth and could gauge the strength of the other party with

a

able to find someone like that to deal

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

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

tore through the mask of his disguise and said menacingly, “Philip Clarke, since young, no one has ever humiliated me like

suddenly realized all the rich second-generation had

typical cannon fodders that appeared on TV dramas, those that could not last until the second episode and also those who died because they bragged too

“Young Master Hane, don’t blame me for not warning you. If you don’t leave now, you won’t be able to leave

arrogant even

gave a direct order to

“Okay.”

remained stoic without any changes to his expression. There was

and his arms were as thick as thighs. Once, a person flew three or four meters away with one punch

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

Three-punch Killer!

and

fists have no eyes. Brother, I’m

footsteps as steady and heavy as a rock, he

was hit, they would definitely

Dunn? Have