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,

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

in his tracks

the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if

to the ground, holding their bloody thighs

He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their

almost everyone was sprawled on the ground, all holding

to faint. What skill was this? It was so

realistic than a

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

seemed to be terrified to the

terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a moment

two men could easily wipe them

about it. She was

fallen to the ground beforehand,

them! There are only

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

screamed loudly. He was really frightened by the

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 concrete floor in

and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his

little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded

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

not move at all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as

long as the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot in the

went weak at the thought of

all support and slumped on

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

ground and rolled in front

stupefied. Was this

about Philip. Who was this

would such a powerful

seemed to see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on

and the thugs. Philip was not going to let

sent Yvette back

Yvette remained silent, but her face full of