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 dared not make a

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

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

out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the

guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their

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

was sprawled on the ground, all holding their

felt as if she was about to faint. What skill was this? It was

was more realistic than a Hollywood

the ground. Although the wounds were not

standing, but he seemed to be terrified to

than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been

could easily wipe them

dared not think about

the guy on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand, he was

them! There are

that all of Ollie’s men had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If

loudly. He was really frightened by the

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

raised the gun and pointed

ricocheting from the ground hit his face as he

muzzle was raised a little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded by

on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You

of him and saw extreme

as long as the man behind nodded, he

knees went weak at the

just an instant, he lost all support and slumped

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

ground

was stupefied. Was

was puzzled about

would such a powerful guy

Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder lightly and

just a small lesson for Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to

that, Philip sent Yvette back to her

way, Yvette remained silent, but her face