The First Heir

Chapter 1818

The next second Winston saw that at some point, Philip had already broken through the encirclement of dozens of bodyguards. I-Ie knocked the two bodyguards in front of him unconscious with the deformed anti riot baton in his hand!

Swish!

The baton in Philip’s hand smashed over Winston’s head!

At this moment, Philip’s cold intent raged with a monstrous killing aura!

Behind him were all defeated bodyguards who had fallen to the floor. None of them could get up again.

Winston was flustered. With cold sweat on his forehead, he stared at the anti-riot baton in Philip’s hand. He was afraid that Philip would punch a hole in his head the next second.

Gulp!

solemnly, “Young man, you really have some skills,

a group of bodyguards in black suits had gathered behind

having taken down so many, the entire conference hall was still surrounded by dozens of

hurried over. However, Philip was not worried as

most?” Philip suddenly grinned with chills in his

Winston tremble all over as he asked,

What I hate most is when

baton in his hand

Biff, bang!

and slumped to the floor immediately, clutching his knees

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