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

closer Philip got to her, the stronger

most lethal

her. She had never once

could not hit that man. By now, Rosa knew that she was facing a difficult enemy. No wonder

the concept of running did not exist

daggers from her ankles. Her leather outfit perfectly showed off

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

the yacht

be lethal to

and landed on the deck, sneering coldly. Faced with this fully-armed woman, he

think she was such

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

the man before a calm look. She could not read anything from his demeanor, but she could see just how interested he was in her by looking into

Damn him!

Philip a pervert in her

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

gleamed with a chilling light as the

a panther pouncing at its

straight in for the

himself, he began to sing, “Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden

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

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

swung her blades in

the coin back at

at her with a light in his

men don’t need to

Oh-ho, feisty!

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

not bother hiding his wild and commanding