The First Heir

Philip and the others sat in the car, staring coldly at the scene of them being surrounded. Philip’s gaze went grim as extremely fierce killing intent rose from his body.

Tucker Stone!

Very good!

Of course, the scene at this moment was also broadcasted live in the mansion. Tucker sat on the sofa and watched the scene on the LCD screen with a sneer on his face. He sipped his red wine and embraced a sexy woman. He puffed on a cigar, pointed at the LCD screen, and asked Yana Young who was sitting beside him with a smile, “Miss Young, do you think I can invite Young Master Clarke over?”

Yana glanced at the events on the screen. With swords drawn, dozens of soldiers with guns, as well as combat vehicles and fighter jets, the Cadillac was completely surrounded in the middle.

Even Superman would find it difficult to escape now.

“Mr. Stone, you’re really amazing. You even dare to surround the young master of the Clarke family. The reputation of District 12 is indeed as rumored outside. You don’t take the Clarke family seriously,” Yana said blandly.

District 12. Who is the

the car, Philip opened the car door and stepped down. The leader in combat uniform sneered and said, “Young Master Clarke,

then calmly took out a pack of cigarettes from his trousers pocket, lit one,

and asked the man in the lead, “Do you know what it’s

you’re talking about. I advise you not to make unnecessary struggles. Take a

chuckled and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand. The scarlet tip exploded in the

Bang!

Boom!

Cadillac. Missiles were fired from their arms and directly hit the

the sky. A

combat

immediately jumped to Philip’s side and guarded him closely in the middle. Dense firing lines and bullets hit them, which only made