The First Heir

“Hah!”

The eight men stood in front of Philip and flexed their arms. Their muscles swelled, and their clothes rustled. Finally, the buttons of their clothes broke apart, revealing unusually strong muscles.

“The Eight King Kongs challenge you!”

“They just have a little more muscles. What’s the big deal? Do you think these eight muscular simpletons can deal with me? How naive!”

Philip was very disdainful of the Eight King Kongs, and they were also annoyed by his expression.

“You’re seeking death! I’ll make you regret it later!”

The Eight King Kongs spread out, surrounded Philip from all sides, and attacked him at the same time. Master Bear took out another cigar and lit it again. He crossed his legs and watched the Eight King Kongs and Philip fight as if he was watching a performance.

Master Bear’s opinion, this round was a sure win. Eight against one was already an advantage, not to mention that the Eight King Kongs were expert fighters

simply looking for

did not show the slightest fear. Like an arrow, he rushed toward a King Kong in the forefront and aimed a flying kick at

Philip’s kick, but Philip’s movements were too fast. When the opponent

“Argh!”

fell heavily on the long table in front of Master Bear,

With a flushed face,

sh*t! Useless

not expect one of his men to be taken down just

only seven of the Eight King Kongs left. The corners of the seven men’s eyes twitched. They thought that Philip was really a bit reckless, and they seemed to have underestimated his combat ability. While the seven were still stunned, Philip had already made his

two at the same time, the others recovered their senses and immediately continued to attack Philip. Philip nonchalantly handled the remaining five, who let out miserable

he looked at the men he had pinned high