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 muzzle pointing at his forehead,

yelled for his men to run away. They

tracks and a gun was being held to his head

the silver light across his palm drew

ground, holding their bloody thighs and howling

over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger

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

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

was more realistic than

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

left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the extreme. His

skills of these two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute

these two men could easily wipe them all

dared not think about it. She

on crutches had fallen to the ground beforehand, he was

Fight with them! There are only

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

He was really frightened by

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

the man with the gun said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed the muzzle at Crutches. A bullet zoomed out and hit

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

was raised a little higher, Crutches’

forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on Young Master? You’re really not afraid of

He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing intent in his

as the man behind

weak at the

instant, he lost all

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

ground and rolled in front of

stupefied. Was this human

was puzzled about Philip. Who was

powerful guy be

thoughts. He patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, “Don’t worry. Nothing will happen

and the thugs. Philip was

sent Yvette

the way, Yvette remained silent, but her face full of