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?

muzzle pointing at his

away. They did not pay any attention

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

silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes

ground, holding their bloody thighs

not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger

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

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

more realistic than a Hollywood

a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could no longer run

seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs trembled

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

these two men could

think about it. She

fallen

Fight with them! There are

Ollie’s men had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If

was really frightened by

happened today. If these men could no longer stand up,

much!” the man with the gun said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out and hit

from the ground hit his face

a little higher, Crutches’ head

put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme

He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well

behind nodded,

weak at the thought

an instant, he lost all support and

up like a little chicken. Then, he

ground and rolled

Was

was puzzled about

would such a powerful guy

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

thugs. Philip was not going to let the

sent Yvette back to

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