The First Heir

The corner of Philip’s eyes froze as he punched Lou in the face and kicked him in the waist. The other party flew back and crashed to the ground.

“Lou, are you alright?”

Several hooligans quickly gathered around Lou, helping him up from the ground.

It was too sudden!

Lou’s two front teeth had been knocked out by that punch, his mouth and nose full of blood.

“Damn it! What are you waiting for? Kill him for me!”

Lou covered his face. It was so painful that he could not straighten his back. He had never been so humiliated before. He was beaten up while in the hands of such an ordinary young man, damn it!

Was he not a loser? How could he fight with such skills?

With a scowl on his face, Philip’s cold intent radiated from him as he raged wantonly at the entrance of this building.

your fault for making the

A furious shout!

quickly rushed out, grabbed the parking attendant’s stool at the side, and smashed it over the head

Bam!

as he fell on

on a fighting stance,

shockwave in front of him. A huge fist smacked into his face and his nose suffered another heavy

Blood gushed everywhere!

cried out in pain as his

remaining few hooligans were momentarily

where were they, and

of them must be having the

However… Biff, bang, thud!

taken down by Philip. They were sprawled on the

Hiss!

scene gasped as they felt their scalps

Awesome!