Chapter 462
The First Heir
He grabbed the ring over his head that was meant to support passengers and lifted his leg to kick
Philipâs waist.
If his kick landed, Philip would either be half-dead or half-crippled!
Philip did not have time to hesitate. Chicoâs heavy foot was already coming at him.
He snorted. He did not move his body, but instead, he lifted his right leg and kicked the joint of Chicoâs
other leg.
Crack!
The loud sound was caused by Chicoâs bone breaking.
Then, everyone on the bus heard Chicoâs screams of pain. He sat on the ground while his legs split
open. Huge droplets of sweat started to roll down from his chubby cheeks.
âAh! My leg! My groin!â
Chico was trembling with pain. While he clutched the knee on his left leg, his other hand grabbed his
right leg.
He felt like he had been split open. The pain was burning!
A few of Chicoâs bald men were speechless after they saw what happened. They were so shocked that
they all gasped at the same time.
After a while, they finally came back to their senses. They ran up and helped Chico to stand. Then,
they pointed at Philip and yelled, âHow dare you kick Chico? Youâre asking to die!â
Philip chuckled. He was still seated, looking at them with a âwhat can you do to me?â expression on his
face.
He looked at Chico who was still in a split. He was in so much pain that his face was disfigured. Philip
chuckled. âHow is it, Chico? Are you going to consider what I just proposed?â
They were such cowards. He did not know what Noah was thinking. Did he really think he was a
useless bum?
After all, he had trained with Reed Williams back then for an entire year.
It would be embarrassing for a child of a wealthy family to not have some defense skills.
Chico wanted to cry. The pain on his body and knees were so excruciating that he wanted to die!
He did not expect to meet such a savage at their own territory!
âBrothers, f*ck him up for me!â
Chico yelled. There was malice in his eyes.
Instantly, five to six shirtless bald men charged toward Philip at the same time!
Chico did not believe that he could not defeat one person with so many people on his side.
Philip shook his head and got up slowly. The five to six bald menâs imposing manners wilted instantly
from fear.
None of them dared to take another step forward. They were scared that they would end up like Chico.
âWhat are you waiting for? Kill him!â
Chico yelled from behind.
The five to six bald men looked at each other and yelled. Someone swung their gigantic fist, someone
stomped their foot, and all of them started to attack Philip at the same time.
Philip frowned but later smirked. He swung his hand as if it was a palm leaf fan.
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!
He was too fast!
The shirtless men could not see what was happening. In an instant, they all had bloody red handprints
on their faces. Some of them collapsed on the floor of the bus while some were leaning against the
back of the seats. A few were even hanging on the railing!
Philip shook his hands and walked toward the terror-stricken Chico.
He did not expect Philip to be so good at fighting.
Philipâs voice was as cold as a knife made out of ice. âSo, Chico, whatâs the conclusion?â
Chico wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and looked at his unconscious men. He said
hurriedly, âAlright! Okay! As long as you let us go, weâll do anything for you, Sir.â
He would do anything Philip told him to right now!
Where there was life, there was hope!
Chico called upon his men. Then, the bald and bulky men stood together with their faces covered in
bloody red handprints. They took out all of the money they had, which only amounted to a few
thousand bucks.
Chico took the few thousand bucks, and his hands started to sweat. He handed the bills to Philip and
stammered, âBrother, we donât have much money. Is this enough?â
To be honest, he felt guilty. He was scared that Philip would break his other leg if he was not happy.
The other passengers on the bus were terrified by what they were seeing. They thought a young man
like Philip would be finished. In the end, these gangsters were pooling money and begging Philip for
mercy instead. How unbelievable!
Philip looked at the wrinkly dollar bills in his hands and said coldly, âChico, are you treating me as a
beggar?â
After Chico heard that, his entire body trembled. He knelt on the ground with a thud and started
bawling. âBrother, I was wrong! My motherâs 80 years old and I also have a wife and children. Please
have mercy on me. Iâll get more money for you, okay?â
When he knelt, the other bald men knelt as well.
They felt so aggrieved. Usually, they were the ones robbing and asking for money from people. Other
people were the ones who would beg for mercy from them. However, the tables had turned today.
Why did it feel like Philip was the gangster here and the bald men were all model citizens? They looked
like they were getting trampled on.
Philip contemplated before declining. He looked like he had been wronged. âNo.â
He did not believe that these people would not have a secret stash somewhere.
In the end, Chico and his men raised 100,000 bucks for Philip after pooling up all of their money.
Finally, they were able to escape from this misfortune.
After Philip got down from the bus, he got a call from an unknown number.
âHello, whoâs this?â
Philip asked.
âPhilip, do you still remember me?â
There was an evil laugh from the other end of the phone. It sounded very familiar.
âJuan?â Philip frowned.
âYeah, long time no see. Iâm back!â
The man on the other end of the call continued to say, âIâm in the hospital now. Mila is sleeping next to
me. Sheâs such a good girl. Do you want to come and take a look?â