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

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

not notice that their leader was stopped in his tracks and a gun was being held

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 dagger, it suddenly penetrated the thighs

fell to the ground,

was not over yet. He dashed out, drew the dagger from both of their legs, then rushed into the

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

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

realistic

to the ground. Although the wounds

was left standing, but he seemed to

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, to

men could easily wipe them all

not think about it. She

guy on crutches had fallen to the

up! Fight with them! There are only three

Ollie’s men had fallen, the guy on

guy screamed loudly. He was really frightened by

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

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

bullet and the debris ricocheting from the ground

raised a little higher, Crutches’ head would have exploded by

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

looked at the man in front of him and saw extreme

as long as the man behind nodded, he would

at the thought of

instant, he lost all

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 threw a burly man of

heavily to the ground and rolled in front

stupefied. Was this human

puzzled about Philip. Who was

a powerful guy be

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

thugs. Philip was not going

Yvette back to her

remained silent, but her