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!

figure in her scope that was growing ever closer gave her the thrill of a fight unlike any

closer Philip got to her, the stronger her lust

Rosa, the most

her organization rated her.

hit that man. By now, Rosa knew that she was facing a difficult

the concept of running did not

daggers from her ankles. Her leather outfit perfectly

coming at her on the motorboat.

crash into the yacht

lethal to an assassin. Anything could

into the air and landed on the deck, sneering coldly. Faced with this fully-armed

think she was

be on display in a

from his demeanor, but she could see just

Damn him!

Philip a

two daggers, both of which looked like ornate antiques. They had illegible runes carved onto them, but anyone could tell at a glance that they were far from ordinary

chilling light as the sunlight reflected

low and rushed at Philip, like a panther pouncing at its prey. She stabbed her daggers at Philip’s

going straight in for

continued to look calm, his eyes trained on Rosa’s body. Despite himself, he began to sing, “Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden

was only wearing shorts, but with a wave of his hand, there was a flash of

was a master at throwing weapons, so she

she flipped in mid-air, she swung her blades in the air. There was a

hit the coin back

with a light in his eyes. Holding his

replied coldly, “Dead men don’t need to

Oh-ho, feisty!

her answer. He shook his head and sighed. “You can’t beat me, gorgeous. I think you

not bother hiding