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?

pointing at his forehead, Ollie

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

their leader was stopped in his tracks

across his palm drew a beautiful

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

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

sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms or thighs while

she was about to faint. What skill was this? It was

was more realistic than a Hollywood

more than a dozen gangsters fell to the ground. Although the wounds were not

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

could easily wipe them all

think about it. She

on crutches had fallen to the

them! There

on crutches was

really frightened by the

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

and pointed the muzzle

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as

the muzzle was raised a little higher, Crutches’

Ollie’s forehead again and said coldly

the man in front of him

man behind nodded,

knees went weak at the thought of

he lost all support and slumped on 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 100 kilograms more than ten meters

to the ground and rolled in front

stupefied. Was this human

puzzled about Philip. Who was this

powerful guy be his

seemed to see through Yvette’s thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder

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

Philip sent Yvette back to her

silent, but her face full of