The First Heir

“Hey, newcomer, clean this place up, understand?”

The man with tanned skin looked at Philip contemptuously and mocked, “It’s your turn for cleaning duties now. Use your towel and clean the toilet!”

Before Philip entered, the villains locked up in Warehouse 8 had already received instructions from Hal Weiss that they needed to take good care of the newcomer. By doing this, they could get the chance to go out for some fresh air.

They had been locked underground for several years now, facing the gray walls and steel railings every second of the day. To them, escape and freed om were extravagant hopes.

Being able to go above ground to see the sky and breathe in some fresh air was their only pursuit now. Since the order from the top was for them to teach this newcomer a lesson, not only could they get some exercise but they could also go out, which naturally made them eager to take a shot at Philip. Moreover, they heard that this newcomer was a rookie, so when Philip just arrived, they treated him dismissively and did not even look at him directly. Philip looked at the urinal pit in the corner with dark yellow liquid splashed all over the place.

at it before retracting his gaze. Still lying down, he said to the foreigner with an unhappy expression, “Clean it yourself if

to close his eyes, not paying attention to

toilet, not you!” The foreigner’s eyes were full of anger and mockery. He pointed at the pit and shouted coldly, “I’m ordering you to clean it up now! Otherwise, I’ll shove your head into

was called Tyrone, an assassin from Country T who infiltrated into this country. He specialized in intelligence transmission activities. He was caught by local authorities a few years ago and had been detained here

were first class agents. Compared

to anyone. However, after just being locked

but maniacs and freaks in

the brokeback mountain humiliation, Tyrone felt disgusted and had

bullying a newcomer. However, from the current looks of things, this newcomer named Philip Clarke