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?

the black hole of the muzzle pointing at his

he had just yelled for his men to run away. They did

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

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

the ground, holding their bloody thighs and howling

dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their legs, then rushed

soon, almost everyone was sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms

to faint. What skill was this? It

was more realistic than a

a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds

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

took less than a minute

could easily wipe them

dared not think about

had fallen to the ground beforehand,

up! Fight with them! There are only three

the guy on crutches was anxious.

screamed loudly. He was really frightened by the

If these men could no longer stand up, he

raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A

ricocheting from the ground hit his face

was raised a little higher, Crutches’

one shot, the man in the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to

move at all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong

seemed that as long as the man behind nodded, he would receive a

went weak at

all support and slumped on

the 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

fell heavily to the ground and rolled in front

Was this human

she was puzzled about Philip. Who

such a powerful guy

patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t worry. Nothing

for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going

sent Yvette back to her

remained silent, but her face full