The First Heir

Philip snorted in anger and lightly kicked Luka in his lower back. Luka lost his balance and could only rush forward, hitting the wall with a powerful impact.

Bang!

Luka’s fist smashed into the wall. The wall shook and half of it collapsed, covering Luka in clouds of dust.

Juan sat on the sofa with his brows furrowed. He thought that Luka Sanchez was enough to kill Philip, but unexpectedly, Philip’s strength made him a little fearful.

Was this guy a disciple too?

His strength was actually not below Luka’s.

“Ahem.” Luka was choked into coughing and turned around to walk toward Philip in a wretched state.

“Damn it, you’re actually a disciple too. I was careless this time. However, your death will come soon!”

Anger filled Luka’s mind. If anger could burn, Luka’s anger now would be enough to boil the whole sea.

“I already told you that you’re not good enough, but you still think so highly of yourself. Since you want to die, I won’t stop you.”

Philip stretched out his little finger and beckoned at Luka, his disdainful expression saying it all.

rushed at Philip wildly while swinging

of humiliating me! Let

Juan’s hand fell to the floor as he watched dumbfounded at the sight of Luka being trampled on the floor by

he was trampled

What was happening here?

How could this happen?

saw Luka rushing over aggressively, and in the blink of an eye, Luka fell to the floor and was

disciple of the third zone! He could jump down from a

could even kick a car into smithereens. He was an

was a little

legs trembled slightly, and the hand holding the gun was shaking violently. The captain felt as though the

was so fast that he was almost invisible, could he really shoot him

that the possibility of hitting the mark was too low

even had the thought of

I cover your retreat?” The

deeply.

was First Dragon Club, his turf. If he retreated, he would lose all dignity. All

“Fire!”