The First Heir

Philip had not wanted to reveal his identity, but people kept interfering in his personal life lately, so he had no choice but to slowly expose his true self and what he was capable of.

This sudden incident in particular opened his eyes to the fact that he was still not prepared at all for this!

If Wynn was hurt because of him, Philip would never forgive himself!

He was no superman. Right here and now, he could feel that chill crawling through his entire body!

That feeling set him off to no end!

Philip knew that he was feeling fear. He was terrified!

If the assailants got their grubby hands on Wynn in the car, no matter how strong Philip was or how rich his family was, what else could he do to stop them?

Philip was furious. He could not forgive himself, and he definitely could not forgive the mastermind behind this!

With a loud vroom, several bikes swerved into Philip’s way!

Philip’s bike stopped in the middle of the road as he faced off against five men in black uniforms. They kept revving their engines, the air filling with the roars from their bikes!

Philip looked at them coldly, emanating an earth-shattering killing intent!

As he looked at the five people opposite him, he could clearly see the sneer in their eyes through their helmet visors!

apart. That distance was nothing

With a roar, they came zooming toward Philip, pulling

turned cold. He also abruptly let go of the brakes, flying at the two riders

their blades down at him, Philip lifted his front wheel into

Clang!

body of the bike, sending

leaping into the air. He then swung a kick to the side, sending the

done, he settled back onto his bike, both his body and his wheels landing steadily on the ground. He then swung the tail end of the bike around

a sneer when he saw how spectacular Philip’’s moves were. The attacker then pulled a gun

Bang!

was the bang of a gun, and a bullet shot through the air, headed straight for Philip’s

think, Philip did a

He gave Philip a cold look and then turned

the assassins leave, he did not go back

car park. At the entrance,

way here. You

was a man in a black tracksuit and black shades, with a very deep scar down his forehead. He sat on the hood of an abandoned car in the park, playing with a dagger that gleamed in his hands. When he saw Philip at the entrance, he could not suppress the vicious sneer on his

the entrance to the abandoned car park. Once he looked carefully, he saw that there were

with a black leather jacket. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and there were two scimitars strapped to her thighs. She was staring

of them were

could gauge their general ability. They were all professional assassins, which made