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

run away.

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

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

fell to the ground, holding their bloody thighs

drew the dagger from both of their legs, then

ground, all holding

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

realistic than a

minute, more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal,

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

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

could easily wipe them all

dared not think about it.

on crutches had fallen to the

with them! There are only

had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If

guy screamed loudly. He was really

could no

gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed

the ground hit his

muzzle was raised a little higher,

the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on Young Master?

move at all. He looked at the man in front of

behind nodded,

went weak at the thought of

lost all support and slumped

the gun away, walked forward, and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw

fell heavily to the ground and

was stupefied. Was this

was puzzled about Philip. Who was

such a powerful guy be

to see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the

and the thugs. Philip was not going to let

that, Philip sent Yvette

Yvette remained silent,