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 forehead, Ollie dared not make a

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

in his tracks and a gun

then, another man 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

two guys abruptly fell to the ground, holding their bloody thighs

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

ground, all holding their arms or thighs while howling in a

as if she was about to faint. What skill

was more realistic than a Hollywood

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

but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs

people were too 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 all

think about

fallen to the ground beforehand,

up! Fight with them! There are only three

on crutches was anxious. If they collapsed,

He was really frightened

men could no longer stand

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

the ground hit his face as he

little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded

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

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

man behind nodded, he would receive a shot in the

went weak at the

he lost all support and

forward, and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like

heavily to the ground and

was stupefied. Was this

puzzled about Philip. Who was

a powerful guy

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

Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to let the bodyguards kill

sent Yvette

remained silent, but her face