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 his forehead, Ollie

he had just yelled for his men to run away. They did not pay any attention to his

that their leader was stopped in his tracks and

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

the ground, holding their

dashed out, drew the dagger from both of

holding their arms or thighs

faint. What skill was this? It was

realistic than

the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could no

brawny boss was left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs

people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters,

could easily wipe them

think about it. She

crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand,

them! There are

the guy on crutches was

was really

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

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

from the ground hit his face

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head

coldly with extreme disdain, “You

the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing

behind

weak at the thought of

all support

him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly man of more than 100

heavily to the ground and rolled

Was this

about Philip. Who

would such a powerful guy be his

her on the shoulder

for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not

Philip sent Yvette back

the way, Yvette remained silent, but