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?’

frowned upon hearing that name with

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

suddenly arrange for someone to stop Philip at District

be trying to snatch Philip

deal with for the time being. If Mr.

Bang!

attitude, he stated at Philip and said, “Young Master Clarke, you’re the eldest young master of the main Clarke family

in combat uniform waved his hand and shouted coldly,

around raised their guns

the dozens of men in combat uniform. He

heed to the Clarke family at all. Even a small guard captain dared to point loaded guns a t

so men in combat uniforms approaching him with guns, flames

District 12. The man in the lead also wore a combat uniform. He had an angular

that the badge on the chest of these people’s combat uniforms

situation