The First Heir

Philip chuckled and said, “Excuse me, but I don’t know Third Master Lane.”

Hearing that, the burly man was full of sneers and anger. He said, “Very well, you’re really arrogant, kid! You don’t even know Third Master Lane. I’ll give you a chance now. Put your gun down and beg for mercy on your knees, then maybe I’ll consider letting you live. Otherwise, my buddies will put their bullets in your body?!”

The burly man sneered menacingly.

Third Master Lane was one of the four major forces in Mystic City of the northwest. He had about a thousand underlings. Moreover, they were equipped with firepower.

In Mystic City, the four major forces should be avoided at all costs because they were extremely vicious people who would kill without blinking an eye. Third Master Lane was even more savage with the blood of dozens of lives on his hands.

Philip glanced coldly at the man in front of him and said, “You don’t seem to understand my words. I’ll give you one last chance too. Take your people and get out!”

“Insolence!” The burly man roared, and his men behind him were about to shoot. However, Philip was faster.

Bang!

bullet hit the burly man in the right leg, and

“Argh!”

heart-wrenching howl resounded throughout the lobby. The burly man fell to the floor while clutching his leg and howling. Neither he nor his men with guns behind him could believe what had happened.

How dare you shoot me? I won’t let you off!” The burly man roared, his forehead covered

men also roared furiously, “Brat, put your gun down! Otherwise, we’ll kill you

dare you shoot our

cocky! Let’s just

and stepped on the right leg of the burly man that got

yelling miserably, “Ah! Let go! You’re

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