Chapter 1818
The First Heir
The next second Winston saw that at some point, Philip had already broken through the encirclement
of dozens of bodyguards. I-Ie knocked the two bodyguards in front of him unconscious with the
deformed anti riot baton in his hand!
Swish!
The baton in Philipâs hand smashed over Winstonâs head!
At this moment, Philipâs cold intent raged with a monstrous killing aura!
Behind him were all defeated bodyguards who had fallen to the floor. None of them could get up again.
Winston was flustered. With cold sweat on his forehead, he stared at the anti-riot baton in Philipâs hand.
He was afraid that Philip would punch a hole in his head the next second.
Gulp!
Winston swallowed nervously as sweat poured from his forehead. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he
said solemnly, âYoung man, you really have some skills, but do you dare make a move against me right
here? Look behind you.â
Philip did not turn. He knew that a group of bodyguards in black suits had gathered behind him.
Despite having taken down so many, the entire conference hall was still surrounded by dozens of
bodyguards in black suits! They were fighters trained by Dunley Group.
They had received the notice and hurried over. However, Philip was not worried as he had a hostage
now.
âHehe, Winston, do you know what I hate most?â Philip suddenly grinned with chills in his eyes.
That biting intent made Winston tremble all over as he asked, âWhat?â
âThreats. What I hate most is when people threaten me!â
Philip said with a smile before the anti-riot baton in his hand smashed right into Winstonâs knees.
Biff, bang!
Winston screamed and slumped to the floor immediately, clutching his knees while howling loudly. His
entire face turned red!
âArgh! Damn you! How dare you do this to me? Iâm going to tear you apart!â
Winston screamed and yelled at the bodyguards behind Philip, âWhy are you still standing there? Kill
him! Charge over and kill him right now!â
Philip turned around and calmly faced the dozens of bodyguards who had rushed over. He said,
âWhoever dares to take another step will face instant death!â
Hiss!
Instantly, the group of bodyguards looked at each other and dared not make another move.
Winston fell to the floor limply, clutched at his broken knees, and roared coldly, âKid, you have guts! But
after making such a big commotion today, donât even think of leaving Dunley Group. Even if you take
me as a hostage now, when our patriarch arrives, you wonât be able to escape death! I advise you to
give up, then perhaps Iâll leave you a whole body.â