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?

muzzle pointing at his forehead, Ollie dared

yelled for his men to run away. They did

in his tracks and a gun was being held to

out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs

to the ground, holding their bloody

over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from

sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms

as if she was about to faint. What skill

more realistic than a Hollywood

gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could

left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His

too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters,

these two men could easily wipe them all

about it. She

the guy on crutches had fallen to

with them! There are

fallen, the guy on

really frightened

today. If these men could no longer

much!” the man with the gun said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at

and the debris ricocheting from the ground

the muzzle was raised a little higher,

put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme

all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing intent in

seemed that as long as the man behind nodded,

weak at the

all support

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

fell heavily to the ground and rolled in front of

Was this human

puzzled about Philip. Who

powerful guy

through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the

Ollie and the thugs. Philip

that, Philip sent Yvette back to

remained silent, but her