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?

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

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

did not notice that their leader was stopped in his tracks

hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the dagger,

the ground, holding their

drew the dagger

the ground, all holding their arms or thighs

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

more realistic

the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could

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

less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who

these two men could easily wipe them all

think about it.

on crutches had fallen to

with them! There are only

that all of Ollie’s men had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If they

screamed loudly. He was really frightened by

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

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

the ground hit his

little higher, Crutches’ head would have

again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You

of him and saw extreme disdain as

behind nodded, he would receive a shot in the

weak at

an instant, he lost all support and slumped on

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

was puzzled about Philip.

a powerful

seemed to see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t worry. Nothing will

lesson for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to

Philip sent Yvette

remained silent, but her face full of