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 were fixed on Philip, his gaze filled

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

his voice as cold as the arctic

…

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

none other than

had finally gotten

been waiting for this day

sensed someone next to her. She quickly turned and saw Marcus’s nasty grin next to

Where am I? How did I

feeling dizzy. All she remembered was that she had been dragged into a car, and then they used something

in the corner

she could not exert any power at

see you’re

at her, trying to touch her face. However, she dodged

monster! You’re breaking the law here, I’ll call

She just had to use her brain slightly; it was not hard to figure out

was behind

wanted to do unspeakable

coldly and grabbed Wynn’s

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