The First Heir

Chapter 643

Philip harrumphed coldly and did not hold back. He stuck out his hand and instantly caught the rider’s punch!

Next, he lifted his foot and stomped on the man’s chest!

Bam!

Philip’s foot caught the man squarely in his chest, sending him flying five meters away and crashing into a stack of abandoned cars!

Crash!

The stack of cars collapsed as a result of the impact, and the vehicles fell onto the man’s motionless body! There was no knowing if he even survived that!

The other four assassins were instantly alert. They had to be after Philip finished off that rider so promptly!

Philip clenched his hands into fists, his eyes gleaming coldly.

“Tell me who the mastermind is!”

“Haha, you’re pretty good, huh? But we have our own rules. If you want to know, you’ll have to ask us yourself.”

bothered about his companion’s chances of survival. His eyes

gave you guys one chance. Since you’re that eager to die,

harshly, his voice as cold as the arctic

…

sitting in his presidential suite and listening to some light music nonchalantly. He looked at Wynn, who was lying on the bed, and

none

had finally gotten

been waiting for this day for so

to her. She quickly

Where am I? How did

been dragged into a car, and then they used something to knock her out. The moment she woke up, the first thing she saw was Marcus in his

in the corner of the

really wanted to run, but she could not exert any power at

see you’re awake,

looked concerned as he pounced at her, trying

breaking the law here,

to use her brain slightly; it was not hard to figure out what

was behind her

do unspeakable things to

and grabbed Wynn’s fair chin, looking at her

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