The First Heir

The three rocket missiles were like fire snakes while leaving trails of white smoke. They were quickly headed toward the three vehicles that were leading the envoy.

Fulton stood still, not moving a muscle.

One member of the Shadow Guards next to the three cars jumped out from the team. He was protecting the golden dragon Rolls-Royce. He had a sturdy and burly figure.

The moment the rocket missiles blasted over, he stepped out, and the whole ground seemed to tremble. Then, he rushed out, raised his fist, shouted angrily, and slammed his right fist directly at the missile!

Boom!

Instantly, the missile collided with the shadow guard’s right fist and exploded with earth-shattering sparks!

However, the shadow guard was unharmed. Except for his smoking right fist, he was unscathed.

An explosive punch!

bare fist, he punched the missile into smithereens. This scene made the woman watching

this still an

phoenix Rolls-Royce. She jumped high, raised her leg, and kicked the middle of the missile. The missile turned

fired back at them. Their eyes widened as

Boom!

building was hit by the missile and burst into

the same time as the other two members. He stood on the spot without moving, his eyes flashing silver as

ten meters away from the RV, trembling constantly. The flame at the tail went out and the missile

combatants ran out and threw the missile into

uniforms immediately entered the field with a fighting

the binoculars saw this scene from above, a stern look flashed in her

moment. The few people in the lead were quite strong. They jumped down from a high altitude, rushed to the

kicks and punches, several

on his shoulder who smashed his way out the door from inside a huge cargo