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!

two sides were only ten meters apart. That distance was nothing

came zooming toward Philip, pulling long knives out of their

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

down at him,

Clang!

metal body

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

and his wheels landing steadily on the ground. He then swung the tail end of the bike around and

three riders behind him, the man in the lead curled his mouth into a sneer when he saw how

Bang!

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

think, Philip did a forward somersault

earpiece. He gave Philip a cold look and then turned his bike around, leaving the scene in no time at

was no fool. When he saw the assassins leave, he did not go back itching for a

an abandoned car park. At the entrance, he saw some abandoned bikes and that

it all the way here. You got balls, I’ll

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

park. Once he looked carefully, he saw

As for the woman, she wore leather shorts and a black spaghetti-strap top, complete with a black leather jacket. Her

of them were

general ability. They were all professional assassins, which made