Chapter 3392
The First Heir
For a while, all the people in the holding rooms looked out the windows.
Soon, several fully armed men came down from the elevator and killed the wardens. However, their
equipment did not seem uniform but rather pieced together.
The room doors were opened one after another, and the people outside shouted, âWeâre the battle
group from Cloudridge! Weâve taken over this place! Leave now if you want to survive!â
Philip walked out of the holding room unhurriedly.
When Joey saw Philip, he shouted, âRun quickly or something might crop up in a while!â
âOkay.â
After saying that, Philip acted as if he wanted to follow him to the elevator. After the leader took several
target people away, he turned his gun around and said, âI wonât allow you to leave now.â
Immediately, Philip heard the sound of various weapons firing from behind him.
Philip dodged all of them, but Joey next to him was not so lucky. His back got hit, and he flew into the
elevator that had just opened, all signs of life gone.
Philip frowned. These people were not from a formal battle group but wolves in sheepâs clothing.
The leader of the battle group laughed and said, âLook at the way theyâre running for their lives. Hope is
right in front of them, but Iâm going to destroy it all. Itâs an amazing feeling.â
The man stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion.
âSir, thereâs one person left,â a person next to the leader said.
âHow can there be any survivors under such intensive attacks?â The leader opened his eyes and saw
Philip standing in the crowd.
âYou should have some skills to do this. Letâs see what you can do.â
After saying that, the leader drove the assembled mecha toward Philip.
An accelerated punch hit Philip firmly in the face, but an attack less than a five-star level posed no
threat to Philip at all. It merely made him tilt his head a little.
âAre the people in remote areas so weak?â Philip turned his head slowly and said.
âAre you a freak?â
The manâs punches fell like raindrops. However, the mechaâs parts quickly scattered all over the place,
exposing the manâs hands.
âYour hands are full of sin. Let me help you.â
Philip grabbed the manâs hands, and there was the sound of bones slowly twisting before breaking.
The manâs face was distorted, and he wanted to break free, but he could not escape this vice-like grip
no matter what.
The people behind him were a little afraid to step forward for a moment.
âAh! Kill him!â The man ordered while enduring the pain in his body.
Philip picked up the leader and used him as a meat shield. Even the bullets that missed the mark, he
would use the leader to catch them.
Soon, the manâs screams and begs for mercy gradually died down until only the muffled sound of each
attack on his flesh remained.
Everyone stopped attacking, and Philip tossed the body away.
He said, âItâs not too late for you to surrender now.â
These people were cowards, after all, so they unloaded their weapons and begged for mercy from the
powerful person in front of them.
Suddenly, a group of people came down from several special passages, and they were wearing the
uniform of the official battle group here before.
âYouâve been surrounded. Dropâ¦â
Before they could give the order to drop their weapons, they saw that everyone had already put down
their weapons and crouched obediently with their heads in their hands.