The First Heir

He then turned around and looked at the distant lake surface, his expression turning dark. He curled the corners of his lips into a cold smile and then kicked off against the ground, dashing toward the lake.

Everyone thought he was useless trash.

What they did not know was that he was rich, powerful, and also an inhuman fighter!

Although he was not as good as Rick, he was much better than most normal people and even some trained assassins!

After all, Reed’s demonic training was no child’s play. It was practically a suicidal regiment!

On the surface of the lake, the female assassin codenamed Rosa was also observing Philip at the same time. When she saw that he was rapidly running toward her, she was quite startled!

Was he even still human?

Not only did he run at breakneck speeds, he even ran in a Z-shaped trajectory, making him impossible to aim at!

Bang bang!

Rosa pulled the trigger several times in a row, but the bullets just missed him!

Or rather, he deftly managed to dodge all of them!

Philip ran like the wind and hijacked a motorboat that was heading out into the water. He steered the boat toward the yacht on the lake!

The yacht just stayed on the surface of the lake quietly, as though waiting for Philip!

He was only wearing a pair of shorts. He did not have any time to change at all, and he was not armed either!

The motorboat sailed across the water, spraying water as it went. It was like a sharp white knife cutting through the silent lake, heading straight for the enemy’s heart.

Rosa, the woman clad in leather, raised her sniper rifle and aimed it at the motorboat that was rapidly approaching her!

scope that was growing ever closer gave her the thrill of

got to her, the stronger her lust for combat

the most lethal rose of

how her organization rated her.

knew that she was facing a difficult enemy. No wonder the old

concept of running did not

bent down, drawing two sharp daggers from her ankles. Her leather outfit

looked up, Philip was already coming at her on the motorboat. He was

the yacht in

be lethal to

Philip leaped into the air and landed on the deck, sneering coldly.

she was

be on display in a

She could not read anything from his demeanor, but she could

Damn him!

already labeled Philip a

like ornate antiques. They had illegible runes carved onto them, but anyone could tell at a glance that

a chilling light as the sunlight

like a panther pouncing at its prey. She stabbed her

was going straight in for

to look calm, his eyes trained on Rosa’s body. Despite himself, he began to

with a wave of his hand, there was a flash of silver.

weapons, so she turned around and

in mid-air, she swung her blades in the air.

hit the coin

her with a light in his eyes. Holding his chin,

“Dead men

Oh-ho, feisty!

“You can’t beat me, gorgeous. I think you should just tell me who sent you here, like a good

time, Philip did not bother hiding his wild and commanding