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?

of the muzzle pointing at his forehead, Ollie dared not

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

tracks and a gun was being held to his head at

flung out the dagger in his hand, and the silver light across his palm drew a beautiful arc.

ground, holding their bloody thighs and

was not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from

holding their

to faint. What skill was this? It

realistic than a Hollywood

the ground. Although the wounds were not

boss was left standing, but he seemed to be terrified to the

than a minute for the dozen or

two men could easily

think about it. She was

had fallen to the ground beforehand, he was

with them! There are only three

on crutches was

screamed loudly. He was really

of what happened today. If these men could no longer stand up, he would end up in

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

and the debris ricocheting from the ground hit his face as

higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded by

forehead again and said coldly with extreme disdain, “You dare to set your sights on

at the man in front of him and saw extreme disdain as well as

as the man behind nodded, he would receive a shot

knees went weak at the thought of

an instant, he lost all support and slumped on the

and grabbed him by the collar before picking him up like a little chicken. Then, he threw

the ground and rolled in front of

stupefied. Was

puzzled about

would such a powerful guy

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

thugs. Philip was not going to let the

Yvette back to her

remained silent, but her face