The First Heir

However, in just an instant, he was kicked and knocked down onto the sofa. His stomach was overwhelmed, and his dinner was vomited out!

Philip just gave him one kick. He had not expected this one kick to lead to this. He turned and looked at Nina, then apologized. “I’m sorry, I dirtied your sofa.”

The tattooed man rolled around hugging onto his stomach, and the veins on his face were popping!

He fell from the sofa to the ground. As he vomited everything that was left in his stomach, he felt like he was being torn apart!

“I hate drunks. Moreover, a drunk who’s spewing bullshit! She made herself clear. How dare you still pester her after breaking up. I’ll make sure you learn your lesson tonight.”

Philip was stern and fierce. He walked to the tattooed man who had collapsed on the ground, squatted down, grabbed his hair, and slapped him so hard that the whole house could hear!

He slapped Harison left and right without a pause!

In just half a minute, Philip had slapped Harisson 30 or 40 times!

Nina squeezed her fist as she watched from the side. Her big eyes flickered. She wanted to hit Harrison herself!

There was a monster behind her gentle and elegant appearance. She did not like that other side of her as a good girl. She looked up to heroines!

After seeing what Philip did, Nina finally took a sigh of relief.

you have really f*cking

hard to the point where Harrison fell limp on the ground. His face was as swollen as a pig’s head. His cheeks were bulging and blood red. He could not see straight and had three or four teeth knocked

He did not have the ability to fight back at all. His head was buzzing. He felt that the whole

you that if

looked vicious. He grabbed the defenseless tattooed man’s hair and dragged him to the kitchen. He then picked up a rolling

had a bald spot where Philip had grabbed him. His scalp was all

a good choice. He walked up to the

Crack!

sound of his bones breaking accompanied by the heart-piercing screams, Harisson could feel that his calf was completely

had broken one of his legs. Such

such a good-for-nothing, one had to use unconventional means. Otherwise,

you feel now? Does it feel

leg and propped it on

about to faint. He could

the rolling pin to stab the tattooed man’s fractured calf. In an instant, the pain caused

who I am? I must kill you! My uncle’s an officer. You’re dead! I… I want you to be locked up for the rest of your life. Just you

tattooed man

had cold sweat on his forehead and blood was spilling

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