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

his men to run away. They did

stopped in his tracks and a gun was being held to his head at the

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 penetrated

to the ground, holding their bloody

not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their

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

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

more realistic

fell to the ground. Although the

only the brawny boss was left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His legs

than a minute for the

men could easily

about it.

guy on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand,

Fight with them! There

the guy on crutches was

was really frightened by the gunshot just

men could no longer stand up, he

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 of

debris ricocheting from the ground

little higher,

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

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 thought of

just an instant, he lost all support and slumped on the

before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw

fell heavily to the ground and

stupefied. Was

about Philip. Who was this

would such a powerful

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

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

sent Yvette

remained silent, but her face full of