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 dared not

he had just yelled for his men to run away.

totally did not notice that their leader was stopped in his tracks and

palm drew a beautiful arc. As if

fell to the ground, holding their

dashed out, drew the dagger from both of

soon, almost everyone was sprawled on the ground, all holding their arms or thighs

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

was more realistic than a

the ground.

but he seemed to be terrified to

of these two people were too terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a moment ago,

could

dared not think about it.

fallen

Stand up! Fight with them! There

the guy on crutches was anxious. If they collapsed,

screamed loudly. He was really

men could no longer stand up, he would

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

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head

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

dared not move at all. He looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as strong killing

that as long as the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot

weak at the thought

he lost all support and

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

fell heavily to the ground

stupefied. Was

was puzzled about Philip. Who was this

powerful guy be his

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

Ollie and the thugs. Philip was not going to let the

Philip sent Yvette back to

way, Yvette remained silent, but her face