The First Heir

Ethan lowered his eyes and looked at the man who had a pained expression on his face. He said coldly, “You’re not my opponent.”

After that, he loosened his hold and the man breathed a sigh of relief. Holding his broken right fist, his eyes tensed with fear!

Immediately after, Ethan looked at the other two men in combat uniforms and asked, “Do you want to have a go?”

The two men in combat uniforms exchanged a glance and immediately attacked with a punch and a kick.

Ethan shook his head helplessly and said, “What a nuisance. I really hate your relentless attitudes.”

With that said, he stepped forward and made his move. He grabbed one of the men’s punches and directly twisted their arm at a 90-degree angle!

Crack!

The man in uniform looked to be in pain but still endured it. He quickly drew a dagger from his left leg with his left hand and stabbed it at Ethan’s chest. However, Ethan seemed to have predicted his move. He raised his other hand, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the dagger that the opponent stabbed toward him!

Clang!

used his two fingers to break

Hiss!

and the leader who fell to the ground were dumbfounded when

of combat power was

Horrifying!

man in combat uniform saw this, he immediately took out his Desert Eagle from his back. “Stop it! Don’t move! Otherwise,

cold with rage. He glanced at the state of his two comrades who had gone through thick and thin with him. He was

he turned his head with

trace of ruthlessness flashed in

the

man with the gun

front of his eyes. Before he knew what was going on, the Desert Eagle in his hand was already aimed

against his forehead. With a cold smile on the corner of his mouth,

long trained to become fearless in times of crisis. He chuckled and said, “Shoot me if you