Fighting was a physically demanding exercise. Although one often did not feel tired in a state of
tension, that was only the mental state. Often, many people would suddenly break down while fighting,
simply because their physical strength could not keep up. When their physical energy was severely
depleted, even if the spirit was excited, the body would say no.
At this moment, Philip was in a state of unrestrained energy consumption, so Old Cain’s subordinates
judged that Philip’s physical strength would not last long.
A true expert would control their pace and save their physical strength to the greatest extent to prolong
the fight.
Old Cain naturally understood the subordinates’ meaning, but looking at Philip getting more vigorous
the longer he fought, he could not help but feel that perhaps this guy in front of him was not normal. It
was all because of the look in Philip’s eyes just now. That gaze made an indescribable feeling well in
his heart.
“It’s better to be safe than sorry. Let’s just talk about the two of you. If you were in his position, can you
do what he did? He’s just an ordinary person. One against a dozen is already very impressive.”
Old Cain pointed to the ground as he spoke. More than a dozen thugs were sprawled on the floor,
groaning while clutching their chests without the strength to even get up. The two subordinates
hesitated for a moment before shaking their heads in unison. It was almost impossible for them to
accomplish such a feat no matter how hard they tried.
“Boss, no matter how amazing he is, he’s just a normal person. If you take action, he’ll be doomed for
sure.” An underling tried to flatter his boss at this moment.
Wynn stared at Philip with wide eyes, worried that he would be hurt. Although she had seen Philip
fighting against a group of people several times, she still could not help but worry. After all, Wynn had
not seen the strength of Philip’s superpowers.
Not to mention that Philip had now surpassed ordinary people. Seeing those thugs sent flying one after
another by Philip, Wynn finally relaxed a little.
Martin and the others were already dumbfounded, their staring eyes as big as eggs and their jaws wide
open.
They could not believe what they were seeing in front of them. How could Philip be so good at fighting?
Was this still the wimp who could be abused and humiliated at will before?
However, this thought quickly turned into anger. Martin and the others felt that since Philip could fight
so well, why did he not come to their rescue earlier?
Why did he not dispel the crisis before it happened?
Everything was Philip’s fault. Philip was the one who caused the trouble and implicated everyone!
“These useless punks. They beat us so energetically just now. Why are they so useless when fighting
against Philip?!” Martin said vehemently.
Bernard waved his fists lightly. “It’s best to kill Philip. After he’s dead, there won’t be so much trouble in
the future. We really should have gotten rid of him earlier!”
Liam’s eyes were red, and he prayed silently in his heart that those thugs would kill Philip quickly so the
guy would not prance around anymore.
However, things did not go as they wished. While they hoped for Philip to be killed on the spot, Philip
made a roundhouse kick and hit out with a steel pipe. He finally knocked out the last six thugs
surrounding him. Philip stood on the spot without any signs of exertion and looked at Old Cain coldly.
Old Cain uncrossed his legs and sat upright. The muscles of his body gradually tensed as his aura
gradually gathered. He looked like a tiger entering battle mode.
“This speed is really unexpected. None of us won the bet this time.”
Old Cain’s subordinate looked at the stopwatch app on his phone that had been stopped and was
taken aback. These dozens of experienced thugs did not last more than a minute under Philip’s hands.
Even a gangster with impressive strength like Old Cain was a little surprised.
To be fair, if he were an ordinary person, what would have happened if he was in Philip’s shoes just
now?
Old Cain felt that even if he could kill those thugs, he would suffer serious injuries for sure.
However, Philip was not injured at all-not even a scratch.
This scene made Old Cain feel a sense of powerlessness. It seemed that things had deviated from the
proper track and destiny seemed to have replaced Old Cain’s script with Philip’s script.
“Philip Clarke, you’re really surprising, but do you think you can save your wife like this?” Old Cain got
up and was ready to take action personally.
Read the hottest The First Heir story of 2020.
The The First Heir story is currently published to Chapter 2300 and has received very positive
reviews from readers, most of whom have been / are reading this story highly appreciated! Even I'm
really a fan of $ authorName, so I'm looking forward to Chapter 2300. Wait forever to have. @@
Please read Chapter 2300 The First Heir by author Master Yu Who Smokes here.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda