The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

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The First Heir - Chapter 3425

Philip had long noticed the boss' movements but did not call him out.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. With a fierce killing intent, the middle-aged man wanted to stab

Philip's eye socket with a dagger.

When he thought he was about to succeed, a huge gust of air gushed out from Philip's body, and the man could

hardly open his eyes from the huge pressure.

When he opened his eyes again, his dagger was firmly clamped by the man in front of him with two fingers.

Philip's hair was all messed up by the strong wind. His eyes pierced into the boss' mind like sharp swords, and his

dagger could not break free from that vice-like grip no matter what.

"You have no chance. Tell me how you want to deal with this."

As Philip spoke, he took a step forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and lifted him.

"M-My father is the leader of Mountain Wolf Squad! You can't do anything to me!"

Although the middle-aged man lost his composure, he still tried his best to keep his tone steady.

"Really? Oh... I'm so scared..."

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Philip turned to Carl with a smile and said, "Have you heard of it?"

"No!"

"Who cares if you're a mountain wolf or mountain dog? You have to pay back the money you owe me."

Philip kicked the man's calf and broke it.

The man howled in pain, writhing as he tried to break free from Philip's grasp.

"I'll give you another three seconds to make a decision. It'll be your right leg the next time, and the spot in between

your legs after that," Philip said coldly.

"Three, two..."

The man struggled as he hit Philip's arm, which lifted him.

He yelled, "You devil! My father will kill you!"

"One!"

With that said, Philip kicked the man's right calf and broke it.

"Compared to someone like you who sucks people's blood dry without spitting their bones out, I'm not a devil,"

Philip said with a smile.

"Three, two..."

Before the man recovered from his previous pain, the man in front of him started counting down again, and the

target this time was none other than his manhood.

He did not have a child yet. What should he do if anything happened?

Thousands of thoughts rushed through the middle-aged man's mind.

"One!"

"I'll pay you!" The man finally relented, successfully preventing Philip's next attack.

Hearing that, Philip let go. The man wailed again as soon as his feet touched the ground and sat limply on the floor.

"If you had done this earlier, you wouldn't have suffered... But I can't get so much money. I can give you 100

million, but no more than that..."

"100 million is fine, but I have one condition. Let go of all the people you captured earlier," Philip fiddled with the

dagger in his hand.

"Um..." the man hesitated.

"Any problems?" Philip's movements stopped, and he stared at the man.

"Sure, no problem at all."

"Hurry up, then."

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Philip sat down on a stool and watched as the middle-aged man made calls to collect money and let the hostages

go.

The money was quickly collected, and Philip reached out with his communicator to receive it. It was exactly 100

million star dollars.

After a while, someone brought Carl's eight juniors out of the elevator.

Carl quickly stepped forward to see if they had been hurt. They hugged each other and wept, but Carl did not

blame that junior of his too much. Everyone came from a remote countryside, and it was inevitable that they would

not be able to withstand the temptation.

Carl briefly told everyone that Philip saved them. That hot-tempered young man walked up to Philip and knelt, but

Philip did not stop him.

"Sir, thank you for saving me! I apologize for my earlier recklessness!" He looked very sincere.

"Stand up." Philip helped him up, looked at his face full of regrets, and said, "It's not a bad thing for young people to

be arrogant sometimes."

Philip gave Carl the 300,000 star dollars they lost earlier. Although 300,000 was not much, it was the hope of their

entire guild. They surrounded Philip and walked out.

The middle-aged man who just took some painkillers said to a man in black who was leaning on the wall, "Keep an

eye on them!"

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