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?

black hole of the muzzle pointing at his forehead, Ollie

for his men to run away. They did not pay any attention to

leader was stopped in his tracks and a gun was being held

drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs of two of the slow

to the ground, holding their bloody thighs

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

soon, almost everyone was sprawled on the ground, all holding their

faint. What skill was this? It was

more realistic than a

than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could no longer

was left standing, but he seemed to be terrified

terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a

two men could easily wipe

about it. She was

guy on crutches had fallen

them! There are only three of

on

guy screamed loudly. He was really frightened by the gunshot

of what happened today. If these men could no longer stand up, he would end up in

raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out

the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as he

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head would

the man in the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare

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

behind nodded, he

at the thought

lost all support and slumped on the

a little chicken. Then, he threw

ground and rolled in

Was

was puzzled about Philip. Who

a powerful

thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder

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

sent Yvette back to

silent, but her face full of