The First Heir

Philip had exploded in fury, his body swelling with monstrous rage and killing intent!

Malone, who was in front of him, was already beaten up so badly that even his mother would not be able to recognize him. He said coldly, “This is Car Wash City in Westside. It’s Master Jensen’s territory!”

“You still refuse to tell me?”

Philip narrowed his eyes, and his killing intent burst in all directions!

Thump!

Malone shuddered as his pupils rapidly dilated!

His entire body shook uncontrollably because from Philip’s gaze just now, he experienced an unprecedented sense of crisis and killing intent!

This guy had such a strong killing intent!

He trembled as fear seeped into his very bones.

However, he still bit the bullet and bellowed, “Go to hell!”

As soon as he said that, Malone fished out a dagger from his trouser pocket and viciously stabbed Philip right in the abdomen!

However, when the dagger was half a fist away from Philip’s abdomen, it could not advance another half an inch!

It was because Philip’s hand was already holding Malone’s wrist in a death grip!

shock on Malone’s face was reflected in his pupils before it turned into a

Crack!

a heart-wrenching scream,

let you off! Your wife

Bam!

up and fiercely stepped on Malone’s

kick almost made Malone feel like his head

let go of me!

in his face made his head feel like it was

you one last time.

as he looked down at the miserable Malone

could not bear it any longer. With a trembling hand, he pointed to the three-story-high building a hundred

mansion was the symbol

were cold, and he removed his foot to walk toward the tall

Philip’s back grimly, “If you dare to step in,

waved his hand. Instantly, Master Bell’s men rushed up and pinned all the men from the other party on the

Philip and followed him toward

meters away from the mansion, a group of people rushed out from inside. They were all holding

eyes were cold as he shouted, “Where’s Wylan Jensen? Tell him

no one answered

a sound of clapping came from

up. You have some skills to be able to get

on the second floor, Wylan propped his hands on the white marble railing. Wearing a white suit, he stared