The First Heir

“No way, I can’ t leave you here!”

Philip roared and tried his best to pull Tiger out.

Tiger howled in misery. He looked at his right leg that was caught in the frame, laughed wryly, and said, “Mr. Clarke, I’m begging you. Leave me here. My leg is stuck and I can’t get out. Now, go, leave quickly!”

“Shut up! I’ll get you out!”

With red eyes, Philip got up and looked around. Suddenly, he saw the fire ax in the nearby mall. He ran over and smashed the glass of the fire cabinet with a punch. Then, he took out the fire ax and rushed back to the side of the car. He chopped at the car frame furiously, but it was not something that could be cut with a fire ax.

Tiger looked at Philip who was chopping away at the car frame and shouted, “Mr. Clarke, let it be. It’s too late. Go quickly and leave me here. This is what I owe you and your wife.”

Philip did not answer.

Puff!

the trapped Tiger became anxious and

as powerless as he was now. It was clearly just a few steel frames, and Tiger was

was unwilling

Clank, clink!

of chopping from the fire ax continued. The car frame was deformed but it was still to no

watched as the

said, “Brother Clarke, I’m a rough person who doesn’t understand any great principles. My mother taught me before that kindness must be repaid in kind. Brother Theo told me that you paid for my mother’s medical expenses in the nursing home, and you also solved the problem of my

red, and he was still full of foolish

with the fire ax in his hand. He looked

that, Philip’s eyes were fixed on Tiger’s leg that was stuck. The fire

“Argh!”

struggled to get Tiger, who had passed out,

floor was

Bang!