The First Heir

Luka was a light sleeper. Even when he was sound asleep, the slightest unusual movement could wake him up. This was due to the unusual sensory ability he developed after he entered the 12 Sacred Halls of the West. Otherwise, Luka would already have died in the pursuit.

Awakened by the conversation between Juan and the captain, Luka opened his eyes and saw the surveillance footage on the TV. After a brief casual glance, a disdainful smile appeared on Luka’s face.

“Boss, is this your enemy? These bodyguards you have are too useless. You can give me their salaries instead. I’ll serve you better.”

Juan laughed and casually tossed a cigar to Luka.

“Money is not a problem as long as you can show me your value. This guy will be my test for you.”

Luka nodded slightly and said with a smile, “This test is simply too easy. Just watch me kick his head off later.”

Luka was full of confidence in himself and full of contempt for Philip.

super strength, in Luka’s opinion, Philip’s

beginner level of a supematural being. This was similar to the difference between an apprentice magician and a master magician, a huge rift

world, Philip was just

forward to your performance, then. If you can really kick his head off,

“Thanks, Boss!”

organize his clothes. He planned to fight in a cool and dashing manner

now sprawled on the floor motionless. The scene looked like a field of dead people. Philip slowly raised his head to look

A blatant provocation!

strong. He was much more powerful than Juan expected. ‘Philip, it’s been a long time. I didn’t expect that not only are you rich, but you also have some strength that goes beyond

to the

pistol, the captain’s heart surged with a sense of pride. No matter how skillful, one shot could end everything. If Luka

all, this pistol was specially customized