The First Heir

Chapter 644

“You’ll fulfill our wishes? Haha, you better get a good look around you. We’re the ones who will take your life!”

The two men drew guns from their belts and looked at Philip sardonically.

If their client had not demanded they take him back alive, Philip would be dead by now!

Philip looked at them coldly and then turned his gaze toward the man with the shades.

“Don’t waste your breath on him. Break his limbs and send him to the rendezvous spot. Just get the money and scram, we can’t be late for our next appointment!”

“Alright, allow me!”

The two assassins exchanged a look and aimed their guns at Philip’s hands and feet!

However, the second they were about to pull the trigger, they were stunned to see that Philip had vanished from the spot!

The very next moment, they felt a wave of killing intent wash over them from behind. It was several times more intense than their own!

They were all survivors from the battlefield who had seen more than their fair share of life and death!

Even so, both of them were now shaking from head to toe. That killing intent felt almost solid, like an actual blade piercing through their chests!

By the time they looked down at their chests, both of them saw a sharp dagger piercing through their body from behind!

It hurt!

It hurt so much, as though they were being torn apart!

clearly feel the pain blossoming from his chest, signaling the impending end of

as his killer whispered into

Bathump!

men collapsed onto the ground

in shades and the woman, both of whom looked stunned. His voice was icy as he said, “I’ll give you two one last chance. Either

across the two men lying in

eyes emitted a cold gleam as he looked at the man in shades sitting on the car hood

Damn it!

hell was this

in shades finally lost his cool, terror

better killers in their organization, but they amounted to nothing when faced with

man in shades did not even

a

No, a legend!

He was more afraid than he had ever

mission this time was probably

earth

as he stood up, gripping his

coldly. “Didn’t your master tell you who

“Bold words! Now die!”

toward Philip. The dagger he held was nothing more

hardened. The man was no

his leg, slamming his

Crack!

sound of ribs

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