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!

was growing ever closer gave her the thrill of a fight

to her, the

the most lethal

organization rated her. She had

knew that she was facing a difficult enemy. No wonder the old master had told her to

the concept of running did not exist

and bent down, drawing two sharp daggers

coming at her on the motorboat. He was less than a hundred

might crash into the yacht in the blink

lethal to

air and landed on the deck, sneering coldly. Faced with this fully-armed woman, he boldly admired her commendable

she was such a killer

on display in

gave the man before a calm look. She could not read anything from his demeanor, but she

Damn him!

labeled Philip a pervert in her

illegible runes carved onto them, but anyone could tell at a glance

as the sunlight reflected off

at its prey. She stabbed her

going straight in for the

continued 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

that Philip was a master at throwing weapons, so she turned around and stepped on the railing, doing a backflip

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

hit the coin back at

her with a light in

“Dead men don’t need to

Oh-ho, feisty!

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

not bother hiding his wild