The First Heir

At this moment, Philip was like a battle god incarnate. His face was chilly, and his pupils reflected a biting killing intent! This sight stunned everyone in the suite!

What a shocking aura!

Was this really the usually wretched Philip Clarke?

Too horrifying!

Martin was also shocked by Philip’s angry roar. He immediately took two steps back and stammered, “You… What do you want to do..?”

Philip looked grim. Behind him, Theo waved his hand and a dozen thugs in black suits quickly subdued everyone else.

“Let go of us! Who are you to capture us?”

“Let go! Theo Zander, what’s the matter with you? You’re the kingpin of Riverdale. Why are you acting like a bodyguard for this guy?”

“Philip, hurry up and tell them to stop. You’ re making an illegal arrest!”

Several people bellowed angrily but Theo and his men would not listen at all.

were waiting for Philip’s

this moment, Philip’s eyes were dark and cold. He glared at Martin in front

shouted, “Stop there! What do you want? Aren’t you

kept darting to Bernard next

not stupid either. He quickly took

However…

Snap!

kicked Bernard in the stomach. The latter hunched over like a shrimp as he flew out and crashed into a

Clatter!

shattered on the floor. The entire floor was covered in

and was drenched in red wine. He was

that the intestines in his stomach were in

cold eyes, Philip stared at Martin who was hiding behind the sofa. He said grimly, “Martin Johnston,

Philip, you can’t do this to me. I’m Martin Johnston, the chairman of Martin Pharmaceutical. I’m Wynn’s second uncle!” Martin roared, watching as Philip walked toward him with his

Bam!

Buk!

heavily into Martin’s face, causing his nose and mouth to instantly gush