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

leader was stopped in his tracks and a gun

in 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 on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs

guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their bloody

He dashed out, drew the dagger from

sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms or thighs

faint. What skill was this? It

more realistic than a

the ground. Although the wounds were not fatal, they could

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

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

two men could easily

about it.

crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand, he was

Fight with them! There are only three of

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

He was really frightened

was the cause of what happened today. If these men could no longer stand up, he would end up in the

pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out and hit the concrete floor in front

from the ground hit

a little higher, Crutches’ head would

put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on Young Master? You’re really

He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing intent in his

that as long as the man behind nodded,

at the

instant, he lost all support and slumped

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

fell heavily to the ground

was stupefied. Was this human

about Philip. Who was

a powerful guy be his

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

for Ollie and the thugs. Philip

Yvette back to

silent, but her face full