All Chapters of The First Heir: Chapter 1961 - Chapter 1970

All the civilian onlookers were shocked at this scene! Everyone wondered who these people were escorting. They looked like Jedi Knights as they were full of chills! The convoy slowly drove forward. All the black Mercedes vehicles parked by the roadside also followed the convoy closely, flashing double headlights the entire way. At the forefront, Philip who was sitting inside the golden dragon Rolls-Royce asked indifferently, “Did you bring Connor Clarke and the rest along?” George Thomas, who was sitting in the co-passenger seat, immediately turned his head with a respectful look on his face and said, “Yes, they’re in the back.” Philip nodded and looked out the window at the view. The street was full of people taking pictures with their phones. Meanwhile, Connor, Allen, and Levi were locked inside a black Mercedes that looked like a giant box at the back of the convoy. Levi leaned back on the seat, his head still wrapped in bandages. His face looked a little haggard.

The wind blew sluggishly on the street. These dozen people were dressed in strange outfits and full of killing intent! Onlookers on both sides of the street took pictures with their phones and chattered incessantly. “Holy sh*t, is this a TV series or a movie? There are even killers?” “No wonder the appearance was so flashy. This crew has spent a lot of money!” “Awesome! I’ll definitely watch this show when it airs!” With the comments from onlookers, Fulton’s eyes grew colder. Looking at the dozen or so people in front of him, his eyes that were full of killing intent and a hint of disdain landed on Luca Mode. He said, “You’re not my opponent.” Hearing this, Luca laughed loudly and said, “People say that Battle God Hash is peerless and has amazing combat power. I have no other wish in this lifetime but to spar with you.” “If the result is death, do you still want to fight with me?” Fulton said indifferently. Although his tone was light, his domineering arrogance was in

All of them were equipped with dragon sabers on their waists and plumes on their heads, their faces rigid and serious! Moreover, the person in the lead held a golden scroll high in his hand like a holy decree. The appearance of this group of people shocked the crowd so much that they dared not make a sound. Then, they knelt on the ground! Everyone along the ten-mile-long street just knelt like that! Worshipped by the people! Only the Imperial Preceptor! Swish! The man in the lead walked up to Fulton and stopped five meters away. He opened the golden scroll in his hand that was embroidered with gold dragons and said loudly, “By order of the Imperial Preceptor to all forces around, anyone who obstructs the convoy will be deemed as opposing the order and become an enemy of this country. Those who dare to breach the order will be executed!” At the announcement of the golden order, the entire scene fell silent! The kneeling crowd trembled at this moment. It was not from

Philip frowned at those words. Was his father going to make use of his return to lay out some plans and close the net? At this time, Martha, who was in the RV, leaned out the window and watched the movement outside excitedly. “Wow! Wynnie, quick, look outside. Are these people from Philip’s family? This is too exaggerated!” Martha’s eyes were wide open. For the first time, she felt as small as a frog at the bottom of a well. This spectacle and pomp were more extravagant than the richest people she knew about! It was not that Martha had never seen a rich family. She also came from quite a well-to-do family. The rich only had lots of money and connections. Those in front were genuine combatants. What exactly was the background of Philip’s family? Could it be so exaggerated? Suddenly, many thoughts crossed Martha’s mind. When she went back this time, she must forge a good relationship with Philip no matter what. It was best to use Wynn so that she could have a good cha

The three rocket missiles were like fire snakes while leaving trails of white smoke. They were quickly headed toward the three vehicles that were leading the envoy. Fulton stood still, not moving a muscle. One member of the Shadow Guards next to the three cars jumped out from the team. He was protecting the golden dragon Rolls-Royce. He had a sturdy and burly figure! The moment the rocket missiles blasted over, he stepped out, and the whole ground seemed to tremble! Then, he rushed out, raised his fist, shouted angrily, and slammed his right fist directly at the missile! Boom! Instantly, the missile collided with the shadow guard’s right fist and exploded with earth-shattering sparks! However, the shadow guard was unharmed. Except for his smoking right fist, he was unscathed! An explosive punch! With his bare fist, he punched the missile into smithereens! This scene made the woman watching from the high building tremble! Was this still an ordinary human? At t