Philip's eyes were cold. He sent a text message on his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. He glanced at the Cadillac behind them, gave it a thought, and followed them into the car.Intercontinental Hotel, Presidential Suite.Philip followed the two bodyguards into the private room and saw eight burly men in it. They were all dressed in black suits and had an icy aura like they had been through a lot. It was frightening.At the head of the round table sat a plump, middle-aged man tucking into a lamb hot pot.Wynn sat beside him with her arms folded over her chest. Her icy expression looked slightly anxious.Philip speculated. He saw through them at a glance.The eight people looked like martial artists, so their fighting skills should be good.As for the man who was eating hot pot, he might look plump, but there was something evil in his every move.'He's a tough guy!'However, it was all nothing to Philip.'A useless bum?'I'm sorry, I'm not one.'He did not waste a
Mitch scoffed. He pinned a sinister gaze on Philip as he spoke, "I've heard rumors of your madness before, you little sh*t. Can't say I'm surprised, but there's no way I'm letting you leave this room alive." With the same indifferent expression on his face, Philip held the silver chopsticks, a knife, and a fork in his hands. Frost oozed off him in waves! Squinting his eyes at Mitch, the corner of Philip's mouth stretched to reveal what one would associate with the smile of death. "I don't know about me leaving the room alive, but you’re definitely not leaving the room unscathed!" With that, Philip threw the knife in his hand, lodging it into Mitch's shoulder in the blink of an eye!Brutal! Mitch's shoulder was already covered with a sheen of bright red by the time it dawned on him what had happened! Clutching his arm, Mitched staggered backward and roared with a menacing expression, "Kill him! Cut off his hands and legs!"Philip was too fast. All the eight bodyguards in the
"I thought you were looking for Clarke Group? Well then, I, your husband, am precisely your knight in shining armor. I'll help you deal with any troubles and problems you'll have."Philip smiled, reaching out to brush the tip of Wynn's delicate nose.Bursting into a puff of laughter, Wynn blinked as she spoke, "You're no longer as transparent as you were to me, Philip. Since when did you learn to do this? It's getting a little scary."Philip rubbed the back of his head. "I picked it up from someone back then at home. That's all, nothing much.""Is that so?"Wynn asked as her eyes shone, looking at Philip.Philip smiled shyly in response....At the same time, Mitch Potter and his gang of bodyguards arrived at the entrance of the Intercontinental Hotel. Drenched in blood, he was a flustering sight to see!Gravely injured was the master of the fraternity belonging to the top five underground forces of South River District. Even Theo Zander had to pay a degree of respect to the
Philip furrowed his eyebrows, displeasure brewing ice-cold in his chest. In front of him were 30 to 40 men with over ten multi-purpose vehicles stopped before the hotel's entrance.The Andersons of the South River District had gone too far.Philip was infuriated. One Beacon Pharmaceutical and one investment of a billion yuan, and now he had to deal with this insufferable aftermath.Philip knew that none of this would have occurred without the help of someone more powerful behind the scenes.30 to 40 men, each a thug with a bloodthirsty look in their eyes. They were either topless so that their tattoos were visible or clutching metal rods in their hands.It had been many years since the last local gang fight in Riverdale, let alone an intercity one.Especially fights where one of the parties all had 'fraternity' tattooed in red on their backs!"Holy sh*t! That's the South River District's fraternity! Why are they here in Riverdale?""Oh, God, what’s happening? Fraternity? The on
Mitch’s expression sunk instantly. A sinister glare was sent Noah’s way as he smiled. “Oh? Does Brother Noah not believe in my capabilities? I have so many members with me, how can I not get my hands on a worthless scum who feeds off his wife?”“No no, you’ve misunderstood me, Sir Mitch. I brought this man to deal with Philip Clarke myself. But now that I see Sir Mitch has already made a move, then there’s naturally no need to bring him out. I simply wish to introduce you to him, Sir Mitch. Perhaps he’ll learn a thing or two from you!”Noah explained, pointing at the passenger seat in his car.The back seat windows rolled down to reveal a man in a baseball cap. A large gash marked one half of his face, leaving him with an unsettling aura at night!The man’s side profile overwhelmed those who saw him while his gaze was fixed on Philip Clarke who was at the hotel’s entrance. Perhaps it was the pull of another strong bird with the same feathers!“Who’s that? He looks even more powe
Men were all bloodthirsty beings, especially at the prompt of spilling fresh blood. A moment of silence engulfed the thugs, but it was soon broken by their howls. Who were they to feel fear? Especially when there were 30 to 40 of them! Surely they would be able to kill him, right?They ran forward anyway, effectively disregarding the words Philip had said. Philip scoffed and lifted his hand to slash downward, landing a gash on two thugs who were dashing in front! Wynn stood behind the revolving door as she watched the man with a piandao in one hand. His usually bright eyes were cloudy and hooded with anger! Unable to calm herself, her chest swarmed with an indescribable feeling. Her husband was this impressive...For a moment, Wynn realized she could no longer see through Philip Clarke, a rich man who was also exceptional at fighting! She would never forget this scene for the rest of her life. Philip dashed out with a piandao in his hand, leaving a bloodied but clear p
Under Philip’s imposing manner, everyone in the fraternity backed away slowly.Even though they were greater in numbers, they were no match in the face of Philip’s imposing manner.“Get lost! If not, I’ll kill all of you!”Philip roared once again. The air around him was extremely domineering.After a few seconds, no one dared to leave.“Since none of you are leaving, I’ll send all of you away myself!”The corner of Philip’s lips were upturned. He had a devilish smirk on his face. Then, the knife in his hand seemingly turned into a bright laser as it shot out. It stabbed right into the stomach of one of the muscular men. Then, blood started spraying out from his body.The entire knife was inside the man’s stomach, and blood was dripping from the tip of the knife that penetrated through the man’s body. It looked horrifying.The man did not realize what had happened. While he was hesitating, Philip had already stabbed into his stomach.He lowered his head and clutched his bloody
Wynn was wearing a pair of high heels. When she walked to Philip, her heels clicked on the ground like a piano recital. She looked panic-stricken.She was a woman, after all. The smell of blood was in the air, and there were broken arms scattered all over the floor. Each severed limb was covered in blood. She wanted to vomit, but she held it in.30 to 40 men were trying to chop someone up in broad daylight. The scene looked like a warzone, and the ground was painted with blood.If Philip were not here, she could not imagine what would have happened instead.Philip looked at Wynn who was standing next to him. There was a gentle smile on his face.Just like that, under everyone’s watchful gaze, Philip reached out an arm and grabbed Wynn’s tiny waist.Wynn shivered. She looked at Philip in disbelief.Was Philip still her spineless husband?When did he have these skills? He looked like an assassin in the movies.Philip chuckled and grabbed Wynn’s hand. He asked, “Are you ready?”