The First Heir

The man in the lead was tall and strong with a rebellious and indomitable attitude in his words and gaze.

At the appearance of this group of people, all the soldiers in charge of patrolling the checkpoint stood silently on the side. They did not dare to take a step forward.

Philip sat in the car and frowned as he looked out the car window at the man with his foot on the hood. He could see that this squad that suddenly appeared had an extraordinary identity and status in District 12. After thinking about it, Philip stepped out of the car while escorted by the Necrons around him.

The appearance of the Necrons also made the atmosphere at the scene unusually tense.

The man in the lead naturally recognized the Necrons. With a belligerent look in his eyes, he looked at Philip and asked, “Young Master Clarke, so what do you think? Are you coming with me or should I kidnap you?”

Philip stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets, looked indifferently at the man who was in a battle uniform, and asked, “Who’s your boss?”

The man in the lead pushed his sunglasses up his nose bridge and said in a rather pretentious manner, “My boss is Tucker Stone.”

‘Tucker Stone?’

with

because Tucker Stone was none other than one of the three district masters of District

someone to stop Philip at District 12’s

snatch Philip

appreciate Mr. Stone’s kindness but I have other things to deal with for the time being. If Mr. Stone is really interested in me, why don’t you wait for

Bang!

the vehicle until it was dented. Then, with a cold gaze and an arrogant attitude, he stated at Philip and said, “Young Master Clarke, you’re the eldest young master of the main Clarke family on Arcadia Island and I should be respectful to you. But don’t forget, this is the territory of District 12. Your Clarke family

saying that, the man in combat uniform waved his hand and shouted

in combat uniforms who were already standing all around raised their guns and aimed the muzzles at Philip

he looked at the dozens of men in combat uniform. He

all. Even a small guard captain dared to

combat uniforms approaching him with guns, flames of fury burst from

of people rushed out from the gates of District 12. The man

people’s combat uniforms was different

appearance changed the situation here in an