The First Heir

Smack, slap!

At once, Philip smacked Wilfred back and forth. Crisp slaps could be heard at the front entrance.

After a dozen of slaps, Wilfred’s face was swollen, his mouth was full of blood, all his teeth had fallen out, and even his speech was inaudible. That sight was horrifying.

At this moment, a team that consisted of dozens of heavily armed combatants wearing black combat unifonns, berets, and boots approached with rapid pounding footsteps after they jumped down from several black Cadillac pickups that had sped here from a distance.

As soon as they landed, they quickly surrounded this place.

The guns were unanimously aimed at Philip who stood there, the three women behind him, and some servants.

The Wolf Guards of the branch family. They belonged exclusively to the Chieftain. They were the personal guards who protected the chieftain’s lineage.

At this moment, when Wilfred noticed that his backup reinforcements had arrived, he laughed miserably. A vicious gaze appeared in his eyes as he whimpered, “Philip, you’re dead! For treating me like this, even if I execute all of you now, nothing will happen to me! It’s clearly written in the family rules!”

With that said, he stood up with the support of two Wolf Guards. He could not stand properly at all and could only rely on their support to hold him up.

Guards, listen to my orders. Take all of them down

his eyes filled with rampant killing intent. He did not expect that Philip would dare to make such a domineering move and beat him

Hateful!

not kill him, he would

His eyes were filled with killing intent as

no response

Chieftain. They only listen to the orders of the branch family!

coldly as he glared around and said, “Fine, I’m standing right here.

well, I’ll kill

just wanted to witness the death of this

Click!

Guards pulled the safety and were about to pull the

small square of the residence at this

in my main family?! Do you think there’s no one around in the main

Thud, thud, thud!