The First Heir

A group of obnoxious-looking people blocked the main road of Car Wash City, each holding wrenches or other weapons in their hands.

The atmosphere at the scene was very tense and made the surrounding customers who came to patronize the shops so scared that they immediately took refuge far away.

On this side, the black-suited thugs who had stepped down from the dozen or so black Cadillacs and black commercial vehicles did not look very weak either.

All of them stood behind Philip and Master Bell with serious faces, ready to take action at any time!

Master Bell stood half a step behind Philip and said respectfully, “Young Master Clarke, this is Wylan Jensen’s territory and these are all his men. One of the three major underground forces in Uppercreek is none other than Wylan.”

Philip put his hands in his trouser pockets. With gloom-filled eyes, he glanced at the nearly 100 people who stood in his way more than ten meters away.

Even if the heavenly king appeared today, Wylan Jensen must die!

At this time, a burly man stepped out among the ferocious-looking crowd. He had a crewcut, a height of 1.9 meters, a body full of muscles, and tanned skin. He held a baseball bat in his hand.

He pointed at Philip’s party from a distance and asked, “Damn it, who’s Philip Clarke? Get the f*ck out here!”

The big guy with arms full of tattoos looked very scary!

With such a big guy standing right in front, most people would be really frightened.

Philip looked at him indifferently and said grimly, “That’s me. Where’s Wylan Jensen? Tell him to release my wife and daughter. Otherwise, I’ll raze this place to the ground!”

his

if everyone here was buried with them, it would be hard to relieve

“You’re Philip Clarke?”

pretentious! You’re in Car Wash City. Don’t you even know whose territory this is? How dare you call Master Jensen by his

burly man’s shouts could be heard in the small square

man. His real name was Malone

Wylan settle many things that could not be

who crossed Loony’s path was

the customers saw such a scene at this time, all of them shook

Jensen. Even if

of people were beaten by Loony a

the young man look familiar. Who are

cars or the car wash,

chill on his face and grim eyes. He stared at Loony, shouting, “Malone Henley, you have a lot of nerve! Do you think

was shocked at that

Victor Bell?

Master Bell of Uppercreek?

Holy sh*t!

was he doing

he was standing

With a chill and look of hesitation flashing from the corners of his eyes, he said solemnly, “Master Bell, this is not your territory. Today, our Master Jensen

cold but he was