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

he had just yelled for his men to run away. They did not

stopped in his tracks

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

ground, holding their bloody thighs and

not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their legs, then rushed into the scattered

was sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms or thighs while howling in a

to faint. What skill

realistic

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

but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His

too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters,

men could easily wipe them all

dared not think about it. She was

guy on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand, he

Stand up! Fight with them! There are

guy on crutches was anxious. If

loudly. He was really frightened by

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

He raised the gun and pointed

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head

shot, the man in the suit 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 not afraid of

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

the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot

at

an instant, he lost all support and

the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly

to the ground and

stupefied. Was

about

a powerful guy be his

her on the shoulder

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

Yvette

way, Yvette remained silent, but