The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 595

Wynn stood up hurriedly and said coldly, “Mr. Michaels, aren’t you worried that I’ll report you to the chamber of commerce for ganging up with the board of directors to pressure a local business?” “Hehe.” Blake chortled. There was malice in his eyes. “Chamber of commerce? Everyone in the chamber of commerce in Riverdale is from my side! Madam Johnston, if you’re smart, you should sign the contract like a good girl. If not, don’t blame me for turning my back on you!” “You!” Wynn pointed at Blake. She was so mad that she was going to explode. She had never seen such a shameless person before! Philip sighed suddenly and pulled Wynn behind him. He looked at Blake coldly before saying, “Mr. Michaels, what if we don’t agree?” Blake scoffed. At this moment, the door of the room was opened from the outside. Eight bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses entered in a single file. All of them had malice on their faces. One would feel scared looking at their tall and sturdy physique. In the middle of the eight bodyguards, a middle-aged man walked in. His hair was greasy and slicked back. He was also wearing sunglasses and had a black cape draped over his shoulders. He also had a cigar dangling on his lips and his fingers were all adorned with jade as well as diamond rings. He had an extremely imposing manner! That man sat down on the sofa of the room and crossed his legs. He lifted the wine on the table and took a sip. Then, he looked at Blake and smiled. “Lafite from 1982. Not bad.” The eight bodyguards had blocked all of the exits to this room. They were standing there with cold air around them. Wynn was petrified. She hid behind Philip and tugged on his shirt. Philip frowned and scanned the eight men. They were all aggressive people. How troublesome. Blake smiled at the man and said, “Master Yale, if this is done, I’ll send you all the Lafite you want.” After the man heard that, he was stunned. Then, he guffawed loudly and pointed at Blake. He said, “You sly old fox! You’re so courteous.” Blake was grinning widely as he whispered some things in the man’s ear. Then, the man looked at Philip coldly. He removed his cape and circled Philip. After that, he asked, “You’re Philip Clarke?” Philip frowned. Before he could answer, he heard the man say softly after turning around, “Chop off one of his arms.” In a flash, one of the bodyguards took out a shiny chopper and charged at Philip. He lifted his arm and was about to swing the chopper down on Philip’s arm. “Ah!” Wynn’s face was pale from fear. She could not believe that they would dare to do this in public. Blake had a pleased smile as a flash of malice appeared on his face. If the madam did not give out her order today, he would have taken action against Philip. However, it was too urgent right now and Blake had no choice. That was why he decided to do this. If Philip did not die, then the madam would not blame him. He looked at Philip and could guess what was going to happen next. Philip’s arm would be chopped off and he would kneel on the ground begging for mercy. A cold smirk appeared on Blake’s face as his eyes looked extremely pleased. Philip frowned. His face was covered in frost. He did not even look at the bodyguard with the chopper.

He lifted his leg and kicked to his side! Thud! A figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He smashed into a row of tables and chairs before falling unconscious. It was quick. He did not dilly-dally at all. Philip had used up all of his might with that kick. He broke six to seven of the bodyguard’s ribs. His spleen was also bleeding profusely. He might have to spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed. Everything happened too fast, so before Blake’s smirk could fully form, he was shocked by what happened in front of him. Who was he? He could even send one of the Eight Kingkongs flying! Master Yale Caruso turned his head and saw one of his bodyguards passing out after being kicked. His expression froze while coldness started shooting out from his eyes. Before this, he was looking at Philip in disdain, but now, he started looking at Philip with more value.

and waved his hand. The remaining seven bodyguards went over and surrounded

in fear and hid behind Philip. The latter grabbed her hand tightly and said softly, “Don’t worry. No one will hurt you now.” Wynn looked at Philip and she started to feel more at ease. She nodded her head slowly. Philip turned around, his grinning face turning icy. His eyes were shooting out an intimidating sharpness and the aura of death. Yale was a participant in the top five triads in the underground forces in Golden City. At this current moment, he was feeling terrified. Especially when he saw Philip’s eyes on him. He was looking like a demon who had just emerged from hell. Yale had been terrorizing Golden City for

of things and all kinds of people in his lifetime.

of nothing. However,

icy tone. The aura