The First Heir

Chapter 603

Facing a grim reaper like Philip, no one dared to answer!

Only a fool would jump out at this time. It would be equivalent to seeking death!

This ruthless person had eliminated Yale Caruso who had resonated with the underground forces of Golden City for more than 20 years with his bare hands. Even Huck Thorn was not his opponent!

The blueprint of the underground forces of Golden City would see a change tonight!

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks would be in vain!

In Philip’s eyes, he just wanted to say that everyone present in the hall was rubbish!

At the same time, he lamented that he had not been to Golden City for a long time. Had some people already forgotten his existence?

The whole hall was silent and no one dared to take the lead. Without their pillars of support, they were like headless flies!

Yale was lying on the ground, trembling. He had never been defeated like this before. The pain in his legs made him sweat all over!

“Kill him! Kill him for me!”

Yale shouted as he endured the pain. “Whoever hacks him to death shall be the next president!”

Before he could complete his sentence, Philip snatched a saber and threw it out. With a loud clunk, Yale’s arm was severed at the wrist!

“Argh!”

as blood sprayed

pain

talking nonsense

glanced at Yale coldly with murderous intent

me, then you must also have

Rick stood in the hall, facing dozens of elites opposite them without any signs of fear at all. Instead, they walked forward step by

had managed to suppress

much longer?” Philip

“Soon.”

was standing not too far behind Philip, was already stunned silly

as her words fell, alarms rang at the entrance of the hotel.

you’ve been surrounded.

of personnel fully-armed with ammunition

a gun in hand and a passport hanging on his chest glanced at all the thugs who had been apprehended by the armed personnel before he put away his

maintained her distance from that man and replied, “I’m

turned to look at Philip with a frown, but he still stretched out his

party’s

in a hotel

body and a thin waist. He was just about to start another

you shouting for? Can’t you see I’m

interrupted in the middle of such activities would be in a bad mood,

as he scampered in and said in a panic, “Mr.

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