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?

muzzle pointing at his forehead,

men to run away. They did

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

then, another man in a black suit flung out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc. As if eyes grew on the

ground, holding

dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their legs,

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

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

realistic than a Hollywood

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

standing, but he seemed

terrifying. It took less than a minute for the dozen or so gangsters, who had been flaunting a moment

these two men could

not think about

crutches had fallen to the

Stand up! Fight with them! There are

on crutches was anxious. If

He was really frightened by the gunshot just

men could no longer stand up, he

talk too much!” the man with the gun said impatiently. He raised the gun and pointed

debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face

a little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded

coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your

of him and saw extreme disdain

as the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot

knees went weak at

an instant, he lost all support and slumped

picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw him out. Just like that, he threw a burly man

heavily to the ground and rolled in front

was stupefied. Was

she was puzzled about

a powerful

thoughts. He patted her on the

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

Yvette back

remained silent, but her face