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

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

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

and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs of two

abruptly fell to the ground, holding

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

the ground, all holding their arms or thighs

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

was more realistic than

less than a minute, more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were

seemed

two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the

these two men could

not think about

had fallen to

Fight with them! There

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

screamed loudly. He was really frightened by the gunshot

could no longer stand up, he would

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

and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as

a little higher, Crutches’

the man in the suit put his muzzle on Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to

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

as long as the man behind nodded, he would

went weak at the

an instant, he lost all support and

in the suit put the gun away, walked forward, and grabbed 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 of more than

ground and

was stupefied. Was this

she was puzzled about Philip. Who

a powerful guy be his

on the

for Ollie and the thugs. Philip

sent Yvette back

the way, Yvette remained silent,