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!

after, Ethan used his two fingers to break the shiny cold

Hiss!

who fell to the ground were dumbfounded when they saw

combat power

Horrifying!

saw this, he immediately took out his

at the state of his two comrades who had gone through thick and thin

he turned his head with a wicked smile and said,

remaining man was taken aback by this question. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the corner

released the

the gun

shadow flash ed in front of his eyes. Before he knew what was going on, the Desert Eagle in

Ethan holding the Desert Eagle in his hand against his forehead. With a

death situations on the battlefield, he had long trained to become fearless in times of crisis. He chuckled