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!

the

covered her mouth with her

she saw Philip fighting, she was still

simple as he appeared to be on the

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

full of threat that

speak rudely to Cynthia, so they deserved

must know the consequences of

the f*ck do you think you are? You just know a few kung fu

Philip, but as soon

Smack!

crisp sound of

the half of his cheek that

a

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

was time for Philip to slay the evil. The

the police. Several law enforcement officers arrived and dragged their incapacitated bodies into

Philip bade her goodnight. He hummed and

same time, the atmosphere at First Palace was

a tailored suit by Brioni Vanquish II with a Rolex watch worth millions on his wrist was sitting in the

on grapes, his gaze sharp and piercing. His hair was styled in a center

is far worse than the Chardonnay

youth spat it out

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

Martha, and Mila all sat on the