The First Heir

Roscoe passed out drunk on the table after a few drinks, still holding the Nine Lunar Technique tightly in his hands.

Philip was about to take Roscoe to find a place to sleep when he was hit on the back of the head with a wine bottle. Although the hit was not forceful, Philip was caught off guard.

The aftereffect of the alcohol was quite strong that it rendered Philip’s reaction a little slow. He turned around and stared at the bald man behind him holding a broken bottle.

Before Philip could speak, the bald man asked, “Did you touch my wife’s ass just now?”

A seductive woman pretending to be pitiful stood behind the bald man with a bunch of vicious-looking people.

Some regular customers recognized these people. They would blackmail and threaten anyone whom they thought was rich. Relying on their numbers, they made a lot of money through this method.

Since this matter had nothing to do with them, none of the regular customers stepped forward to help for fear of getting involved.

Philip guessed what they were up to and thought they were probably attracted by the car he parked at the door.

to the woman behind the bald head, “Hey beautiful, do you miss me already?

he raised his communicator

“You!”

and asked, “What

seemed that this baldy was not very bright. Philip turned to leave, but someone patted his shoulder

dirty hands

temperature in the bar dropped a

go!” The man was startled by Philip’s aura

cherish it.” Philip’s killing intent had been triggered, but he could not kill in

onto the bald guy’s pants before he smiled and ran out

it, you run really fast. After him!” the bald

on fire!” His underlings behind him