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!

that was growing ever closer gave her the thrill of

the stronger her lust for combat

most lethal

organization rated her. She had never

still could not hit that man. By now, Rosa knew that she was facing a difficult enemy. No wonder the old master had

running did

and bent down, drawing two sharp daggers from her ankles. Her leather outfit perfectly showed off

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

yacht in the blink of

be lethal to an

instant, Philip leaped into the air and landed on the deck, sneering

was

that, she should be on display in a bar, not out here trying to kill for

his demeanor, but she could see just how interested he was in

Damn him!

already labeled Philip a pervert in

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

with a chilling light as the sunlight reflected off them in

Philip, like a panther pouncing at its

was going straight

on Rosa’s body. Despite himself,

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

throwing weapons, so she turned around and stepped on the railing,

her blades

the coin back at

light in his eyes. Holding his chin, he asked, “Who sent

coldly, “Dead men don’t need to

Oh-ho, feisty!

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

time, Philip did not bother hiding his wild and