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?

pointing at

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

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

light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As

ground, holding

dagger from both of their legs, then rushed into the

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

was about to faint. What skill was this? It

was more realistic

a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the

he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs

less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a moment ago, to

two men could

not think about it. She

crutches had fallen

Fight with them! There are only

on crutches was anxious. If they collapsed, he was done

really frightened by the gunshot

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

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

ricocheting from the ground hit his face

higher, Crutches’ head

again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You

at the man in front of him and saw extreme

behind nodded, he would receive

went weak at the thought

all support and

gun away, walked forward, and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly man of more than 100

to the ground and rolled

was stupefied. Was this human

she was puzzled about Philip. Who was

powerful guy be

see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen

lesson for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to let the bodyguards

sent Yvette

the way, Yvette remained silent, but