The First Heir

Today, Ollie brought his men to seek justice for him. If they backed down at this time, he would be embarrassed!

Moreover, he believed from the bottom of his heart that the gun in the opponent’s hand was a fake!

How could anyone pull out a real gun in this society?

However, as soon as the guy’s voice fell, a deafening gunshot exploded in his ears!

He watched with his own two eyes as the man shot at him with his gun. In a split second, he wetted his pants!

At his age, he had never heard the sound of a real gunshot, let alone the sound of bullets passing his ears. It was so terrifying!

For a moment, the guy on crutches became weak in his legs and could no longer stand. He staggered and fell to the ground while peeing his pants at the same time!

The guy slumped on the ground and only came back to his senses after a few seconds. He started to shout and wave his arms hysterically!

Realizing that the weapon was real, Ollie could no longer stay calm and quickly shouted, “Run!”

He ran faster than his men and rushed to the driver’s seat of the pickup truck. This guy wanted to leave his men behind and escape by himself!

It was no joke! That gun was real!

It could kill!

If he did not drive away himself, was he going to stay and die along with them?

However, before Ollie could take a few steps, a black shadow flashed before him and he was stopped by the man with the gun!

The man in the suit was Tim’s man, a carefully selected elite who was specifically sent to protect Philip!

Sending him to deal with street punks like Ollie was a waste of his talents!

Ollie felt a blur before his eyes as he saw the man with the gun standing in front of him.

When did he get here?

Was he not standing five or six yards away from him just now?

How did he get here in a blink of an eye?

the black hole of the muzzle pointing at his forehead, Ollie dared not make

had just yelled for his men to run away. They did not pay any attention to his situation and

tracks and a gun was being held to

man in a black suit flung out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As

two guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their bloody thighs and howling

not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their legs, then

the ground, all holding their arms

felt as if she was about to faint. What skill was this? It was so

was more realistic than a

to the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could no longer

the brawny boss was left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the

minute for the dozen or so

could

think about

had fallen to

Stand up! Fight with them! There are only

men had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If they collapsed,

He was really frightened by the

cause of what happened today. If these men could no longer stand up,

said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out and hit the concrete floor

the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head would

coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on Young Master? You’re

He looked at the man in front of him and

as the man behind nodded, he

went weak at the

he lost all support and slumped on the

in the suit put the gun away, walked forward, and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly man of more than 100 kilograms more than ten

to the ground and rolled

Was this

was puzzled about Philip. Who

would such a powerful guy

on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t

was just a small lesson for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to let

that, Philip sent Yvette back

remained silent,