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

away. They

in his tracks and a gun was being held to his head at

out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful

the ground, holding their bloody thighs

not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of

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

about to faint. What skill was

was more realistic than

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

left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to

a minute for the dozen or so gangsters,

these two men could easily wipe them all

not think about it.

had fallen to the ground beforehand,

Stand up! Fight with them! There

that all of Ollie’s men had fallen, the guy on crutches was

was really frightened by the gunshot just

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

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

the ground hit his face

little higher, Crutches’ head would

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

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

that as long as the man behind

knees went weak at the thought of

all

the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly man

ground

stupefied. Was this human

about

would such a powerful guy be his

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

Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going

that, Philip sent Yvette back to

silent, but her face full