The First Heir

“You already mentioned this just now.” Philip’s expression gradually cooled down as he said, “If you continue telling me unnecessary things, I don’t mind making you end up like your companion!”

Vulture was not a death warrior. Killer organizations were unlike gangster societies that put loyalty above everything else. In their eyes, only money and missions prevailed!

Their loyalty toward the organization was the lowest because they lived on the tip of a knife every day. Therefore, staying alive was the most important to them.

“Are there only the two of you in this mission? Is there a third person?” Philip asked.

“There are only two of us. We were confident that our plan was foolproof,” Vulture said earnestly.

“Do you know who’s behind the scenes? Who’s your employer?”

“The Beauty Killers hired us. We were also quite bewildered at first. The Beauty Killers are also a killer organization, but they hired us.”

The Beauty Killers?

Margot Pearson?!

Two balls of flames burned in Philip’s eyes.

It was her indeed!

rising anger, Vulture immediately felt the man’s killing

beast, making

gone after you yet, but

was no need for Philip to hold back any longer. He

if he was going to make an enemy out of the

Philip’s eyes gradually condensed, and that sight was quite

think this organization of yours needs to exist anymore. Since you dare to attack Beacon, you

plan to be foolproof, Philip needed

words, Philip

was weak, it really affected Vulture’s state

Vulture felt that, he actually had an urge to surrender to Philip at that

to destroy a killer organization.

was not as exaggerated as Vulture claimed, it was still a well-known killer organization

organizations on the list made a

aura, Vulture retracted his gaze and looked at Philip

believe me?” Philip looked at

looked panicked. He read the threat of death in Philip’s eyes and hurriedly begged for mercy, “Please let me go. I told you everything I know. Please spare my

said stoically, “Didn’t you hear what I said

surprise. He looked at Philip and asked tentatively, “You… What did you