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

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

his tracks

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

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

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

on the ground, all holding their arms

to faint. What skill was this?

was more realistic than a

gangsters fell to the ground.

he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs

skills of these two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a moment

could easily

dared not think about it. She

on crutches had fallen to the

with them! There

men had fallen, the guy on crutches was anxious. If they

loudly. He was really frightened by the gunshot just

the cause of what happened today. If these men could no longer stand up,

talk too much!” the man with the gun said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at

the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as he

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

said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on

front of him and saw extreme disdain as well

as the man behind nodded, he would receive

went weak at the thought of

an instant, he lost all support

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

fell heavily to the ground

Was this

puzzled about Philip. Who was

would such a powerful

on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t worry.

thugs. Philip

sent Yvette back to her

remained silent, but her face