The First Heir

On the other end of the phone, Ernie said tersely, “Master, I’ve arrived in Uppercreek.”

“Good!”

Homer said coldly, “Find that kid immediately and kill him!”

“Understood,” Ernie responded and ended the call.

At this moment, he was sitting in the dark car, smoking a cigarette. The scarlet tip of the cigarette looked particularly eye-catching at night.

After sitting for a while, Ernie observed the surroundings through the car window. He looked at the hotel where a dozen people were guarding the entrance and looked up.

This was the hotel where Philip was staying. According to the young master, his pregnant wife was in this hotel.

Menacing intent flashed from the corner of Ernie’s eyes. He glanced at the people patrolling around as a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Such an arrangement could indeed deter many people. However, Ernie was different. He was an expert at assassination, someone who had survived from the edge of the sword.

Victor Bell were nothing more than moving targets

hide it. Then, he took out a Desert Eagle from the

a broad hat. After his preparations, he pushed the car door open. He threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it heavily. It was drizzling in Uppercreek and

hotel’s front entrance. As he approached, he suddenly turned around and walked toward the back entrance

night to feel for an open window. After looking around, he took out

Thud!

sound of him landing was very light. He was in

a staff uniform from the bench, and changed into

calmly walked out of the lounge while pushing a small dining cart. He walked along the corridor until he

he met any bodyguards on patrol. Nobody found Ernie suspicious. Ernie smoothly got into the elevator and pressed the button for the floor. Half a minute later, the elevator

pushed the dining cart and walked out

on this floor, he found a bodyguard stationed every three to five steps apart. Two rows of

At the suite at the end, eight burly men with sharp eyes

made the

at him without a

of a room. He rang the doorbell and shouted, “Room

wore a bathrobe and was wiping her wet hair.