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 muzzle pointing at his forehead, Ollie dared not

run away. They did not pay any attention to

tracks and a gun

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

guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their bloody

drew the dagger from both of their legs, then rushed into

was sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms or thighs while howling in a

if she was about to faint. What

was more realistic

less than a minute, more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground.

but he seemed

of these two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the

these two men could easily

dared not think about it. She was

on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand, he

them! There are

had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If

He was really frightened by

cause of what happened today. If these men could no longer

pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as he

muzzle was raised a little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded

one shot, the man in the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with

dared not move at all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain

as long as the man behind nodded, he

knees went weak at the thought

an instant, he lost all support and slumped

and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just

the ground

Was this human

she was puzzled about Philip. Who was this

such a powerful guy

on the shoulder

and the thugs. Philip

Yvette back

Yvette remained silent,