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?

at his forehead, Ollie

just yelled for his men to run away.

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

then, 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 eyes grew on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs of

guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their bloody thighs and howling

drew the dagger from

holding their arms or thighs while howling

faint. What

realistic than a

a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although

left standing, but he seemed

minute

could easily wipe them

think about it.

on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand,

Stand up! Fight with them! There are only

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

really frightened

these men could no longer stand up,

the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out

from the ground hit his face as

the muzzle was raised a little higher, Crutches’

said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on

man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as

that as long as the man behind

weak at the thought of

all support and slumped on the

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

the ground and rolled

was stupefied. Was this

was puzzled about Philip. Who was this

powerful guy be his

He patted her on the shoulder lightly and

was just a small lesson for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to let the

Yvette

silent,