The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 499

When Mitch heard this, his brows knitted together tightly.

He looked at the 100 plus fighters in front of him and did not hesitate. He picked up the saber on the ground and swung it down on his right arm.

Chop!

Blood splattered all over the place. A horrifying scream was heard next.

Mitch had chopped his arm clean off from the elbow!

The other half of his arm fell on the ground in a puddle of blood.

Then, he held his right arm and gritted his teeth. He looked at Philip while enduring the extreme pain and said ominously, “Philip Clarke, you will pay for what you did! Theo Zander, just wait for the wrath of the fraternity!”

Mitch did not even think twice before chopping off his right arm after hearing Philip’s statement. If word about this got out, the underground forces of the South River District would tremble.

Not to mention the other men in the fraternity who were in a state of shock.

Philip looked coldly at Mitch who was kneeling on the ground. He said tyrannically, “Just because I’m not killing you doesn’t mean I don’t dare to. After this, you should take a look at what will happen after you cross me.”

At this moment, Philip’s phone rang.

“Uncle Tim, how’s it going?”

After Philip answered the phone, he asked immediately.

Tim’s laugh came from the other end of the phone. His laugh was as loud and clear as a bell. It sounded confident too. He said, “Don’t worry. No one dares to touch me yet.”

At the same time, Tim had his pipe dangling from his lips. He was wearing a grey checkered suit and tie. In addition to that, his hair was slicked back. He was standing at the entrance of Cirrus Manor.

Behind him was a group of armed men. They were wearing black combat outfits and black berets. Their faces were painted with camouflage paint, and they were all armed. There were two teams of 50!

They were heavily armed!

Their guns were also loaded!

They were standing right in front of the entrance of Cirrus Manor.

Inside the manor, Giada’s subordinates—more than 100 specially-trained fighters in suits—were all waiting patiently. They were holding pistols as they were standing opposite Tim’s men.

Behind the crowd, Giada was wearing a white long dress. She was standing there like an elegant swan. Her expression was frigid.

“Tim, get out of the way!”

Giada said coldly. Her lips were as cold as blood. Her eyes were icy.

Tim removed his pipe and his eyes glinted ominously. He laughed, “Giada, why can’t we talk inside? Why do we have to do this?”

Giada scoffed and glared at Tim. She said, “I don’t have time to bullsh*t with you. Tell your men to go away!”

Tim was acting nonchalant. He was still grinning as he said, “I wonder where you’re in a hurry to? Are you going to the Andersons in the South River District or the fraternity?”

When he asked this, Tim’s smile became colder and colder. His eyes also became piercing.