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 forehead,

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

his tracks and a gun was

black suit flung out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew

to the ground, holding their

over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their

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

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

was more realistic than a

more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although

but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His

these two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for

could easily wipe them

dared not think about it. She was

guy on crutches had fallen

Stand up! Fight with them! There

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

He was really

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

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

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his

little higher, Crutches’ head would have

shot, the man in the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on Young Master?

at the man in front of him and

behind nodded, he would receive a shot in the

knees went weak at the thought

instant, he lost all

up like a little chicken.

fell heavily to the ground and rolled

Was this

about

powerful

He patted her on the shoulder lightly and

and the thugs. Philip was not going to let

sent Yvette back

silent,