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

had just yelled for his men to run away. They did

notice that their leader was stopped in his tracks and a gun was being

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

the ground, holding their bloody thighs

out, drew the dagger

on the ground, all holding their

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

realistic than a

a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds

but he seemed to be

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

could easily wipe

think about it. She

guy on crutches had fallen

Fight with them!

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

screamed loudly. He was really frightened

these men could no longer

the man 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 of

ricocheting from the ground hit

muzzle was raised a little higher,

Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with

not move at all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing

seemed that as long as the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot in

knees went weak at

just an instant, he lost all support and slumped on the

man 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

ground

stupefied. Was

she was puzzled about Philip. Who was this

powerful

to see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t

the thugs. Philip was not going to let the bodyguards

sent Yvette back to her

the way, Yvette remained silent, but her face full of