The First Heir

“Aren’t you leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to send you off?”

Josh’s face was cold, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth as he stared at the boxers who were still standing.

Immediately afterward, these people supported each other and carried the corpses of Marco and the leading boxer before leaving the bar.

At this point, the conflict was over.

Josh turned around and said, “Is that all the Lopez family has? These people don’t even have the qualifications to enter the Dragon Warrior selection.”

Philip’s eyes were burning. When he looked at the people who had left, he knew a bloody storm would follow.

Soon after they paid for the damages here, they left the bar.

That night.

In a hotel, the entire first floor was reserved.

At this moment in the hotel’s largest and most luxurious suite, a group of people was standing with their heads bowed. They had serious and sad expressions on their faces!

On the ground were two corpses covered with white cloths.

Rafael Lopez’s body trembled, and his fists were clenched. With red eyes, he roared, “Who did this?!”

The entire suite was filled with Rafael’s anger.

second son who would never wake up

to kill the young master of

the boxers with wounds on their bodies knelt on the ground when Rafael exploded in anger. They knocked their heads on

“Philip Clarke? Philip Clarke!”

fists were clenched,

of the arrogant kid who had

Boom!

my son’s death! Send someone to

Angry!

Furious!

storm

same time at

of the Lopez family, Rafael Lopez, has contacted Fusha and dispatched all disciples of the Lopez family to Uppercreek. I’m afraid it’ll be a

Dragon Warrior hidden in the dark said with some

Williams stood on the green hill and looked out at the

this boundary laid crouching

that they could take this opportunity

the Fusha martial arts circle. Anyone who

looked down at

“Yes, Supreme!”

disappeared

had a green

said, “The bigger, the better! This way, we can take action and frighten the eight kingdoms! A long time has passed and many people don’t remember us anymore. It’s good to create