The First Heir

Countless thoughts flashed through Cynthia’s mind and she became despondent.

“Since no one dares to step out, all of you can stay!”

As Philip said this, he stepped forward and his aura exploded!

The few people could not move under the pressure of Philip’s aura, but they were unwilling to sit still and wait for death!

“Guys, he’s alone, let’s just do it!”

One of the guys shouted and rushed out immediately!

However, before he finished his words, Philip had already turned around. With a forceful kick, the man flew out!

The man flew several meters away and fell heavily on the sidewalk garden, landing face-first in the dirt!

The terrifying power displayed by Philip made them despair. After his lightning-fast kick, everyone was stunned on the spot and took a deep breath!

It was horrifying!

Could someone actually produce a kick like this?

Was he Bruce Lee reborn?

This group of gangsters was so scared that they almost forgot what they needed to do at that moment. They simply stood still in a silly daze with their jaws dropped open in astonishment!

Philip’s movements were so fast that it went beyond their scope of knowledge!

was more exciting than the

was also so scared that she covered her mouth with her hand, her

not the first time she saw Philip fighting,

last time, she already knew that Philip was not as simple as he appeared to be on the surface. This

you don’t want to lose your ability to reproduce like him, you should slap each other. Use all

tone full of

to speak rudely to Cynthia, so they deserved a

know the consequences

You just know a

a sleeveless vest yelled at Philip, but as soon as he spoke, a huge palm

Smack!

sound of

ground by Philip. He clutched the half of his cheek that was already swollen and spat

a

coldly. All the guys stood there silently, their heads lowered. They were all afraid

time for Philip to slay the evil. The several hooligans were beaten

police. Several law enforcement officers arrived and dragged their

was safely escorted upstairs before Philip bade her goodnight. He hummed and prepared to return to

the same time, the atmosphere at First Palace was a little

suit by Brioni Vanquish II with a Rolex watch

his propped leg and munched on grapes, his gaze sharp and piercing. His hair was styled in a center parting. His whole body, even his pores, exuded the

Chardonnay white

youth spat it

sofa, eight men in suits stood there. All of them were burly and

and Mila all sat on the sofa across from the man, afraid to