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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 665
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Chapter 665

In an instant, a group of heavily armed personnel outside Quaid Manor rushed in quickly. They were all members of the Joo

family! They were dressed in standard combat uniform—Protective clothing, goggles, combat boots, and weapons! Like ferocious

beasts, they quickly bore a hole outside Quaid Manor and rushed in continuously! They were all personnel who had experienced

life-and-death battlefields and were well-trained members of the Joo family! “Protect Old Master Joo!” “Drop your weapons! We’re

members of the Joo family. Don’t resist!” One team was followed by another team! Exactly like a war movie, the scene was

magnificent! In an instant, the armed men of the Joo family were everywhere. They all rushed in, instantly surrounding the people

of the Quaid family! It could be seen that dozens of special vehicles had gathered inside and outside Quaid Manor. One after

another, the combatants jumped out of the vehicles to form neat tactical moves before rushing into Quaid Manor! “Charge!

Protect Old Master Joo!” “Drop your weapons! Don’t resist!” “You’ve been surrounded. Don’t resist!” In an instant, upon seeing

this scene, members of the Quaid family stood at a battle-ready stance and formed a confrontation against members of the Joo

family! Both parties consisted of well-trained personnel and neither would surrender or fall easily! Moreover, they would only obey

their respective leaders! “Drop your weapons! Don’t resist!”

People on both sides were yelling at each other. Bang, bang, bang! Shots were fired at the sky as a warning! Gunshots shook

loudly throughout Quaid Manor. On the outside. Stomp, stomp, stomp! Swoosh! The sound of heavy combat boots stepping in

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puddles resounded throughout the entire Quaid Manor! In an instant, Old Master Joo's team of personal guards were protecting

him and Philip in the middle. The muzzles of their weapons were facing out as they stood and squatted in a tight circle, guarding

the two figures closely! The scene was nerve-wracking! It seemed that it would only take one breath to trigger the brawl!

Quentin’s face was grim as he shouted,

“Take them down!” On this side, Old Master Joo also responded, “Fight!”

At the pivotal moment! Rick Davenport moved. With a flip of his figure, he was already behind Quentin

without anyone knowing. The silver dagger in his hand was pressed against Quentin’s neck as Rick

snickered. “Sorry, but your guards don’t seem competent.” Just as he finished speaking, the guards

beside Quentin fell to the ground one after another! No one could react in time and Quentin was

already apprehended. Capture the leader and the gang would collapse. Quentin was dumbfounded. He

dared not move recklessly and could only swallow his spit nervously. Sweat started dripping from his

forehead. When Old Master Joo saw this scene, he was also relieved.

Fortunately, little Philip did not make any big moves. Pitter-patter! At the sound of shoes stepping in

puddles, Quentin's eyes were gloomy as he looked up at the tall young figure about half a meter away

from him. Philip watched Quentin silently as Theo held the umbrella next to him. He said coldly,

“Quentin Quaid, even your father didn't dare to do anything to me back then. You’re very gutsy, but I

still want to say that in the future, there’ll be no more Quaid family in Capital City.” His words were like a

cruel verdict accompanied by the rumble of thunder! Quentin gritted his teeth as he glared at Philip and

sneered. “Do you think that’s enough? I’m Quentin Quaid, and this is the Quaid family. How can we be

no more just because you say so?” Philip smiled, took out his phone, dialed a number, and coldly said,

“George, contact the elders and tell them there’s no need for the Quaid family to exist anymore.”

George Thomas, on the other end of the line, was currently on a flight to Riverdale. He nodded

respectfully and said, “Yes, Young Master, but these elders won’t easily agree to this matter.” Philip

replied calmly, “No problem. Just tell them I promise to allocate 100 billion of special funds and they’ll

be transferred immediately.” “Yes, Sir!” George responded and made immediate preparations. Almost

five minutes after the call ended, the entire Quaid family received the call notification of the highest

degree. “Old Master, it’s bad!” The butler rushed in under the rain at this time. He knelt and cried loudly,

“Old Master, it’s a call from the elder.” The butler handed the phone in his hand to Quentin. Quentin

frowned. It was a call from the elder. He needed to take it. As soon as the phone reached his ear, an

old voice sounded, “Quentin Quaid, why don’t you step down and return to your hometown? Every

member of the Quaid family will be transferred to the northwest.” At that decree, Quentin felt as if

lightning had pierced through him. He directly fell to his knees in the rain.

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As for Philip, he turned around indifferently and left him with an image of his unfathomable back. “Little

guy, when are you going to visit my place?”

Old Master Joo followed him without concern for the aftermath behind him.

Someone would naturally take care of it. From now on, there would only be three hidden families

remaining in Capital City. Philip helped Old Master Joo into the car as he replied, “I'll visit you in a

while. I still have something to do, so I won't take up any more of your time.” With that said, Philip

turned and got into his own car. His expression was solemn as he said, “Let’s go back to Riverdale.”

Three hours later. Back to Riverdale at Beacon’s press conference. The entire press conference had

been completely disrupted.

More and more people stepped forward and condemned Wynn. Blake Michaels, Houston Michaels, and the rest stood on the

sidelines, enjoying the good show in silence. At the sight of Wynn being smashed with rotten eggs and at her damaged

reputation, they were highly amused. Wynn was surrounded by people as she tried her hardest to explain. “Stop the nonsense!

Beacon is producing fake drugs without conscience! We must call the police to catch you!” “Yes! This wicked woman is making

fake medicine! Arrest her!” “B*tch! Relying on her body to get her position. What a wh*re!” The crowd cursed. At the sight of all

the finger-pointing and teeth-gnashing onlookers, Wynn felt aggrieved and wronged. Those were rumors!

However, she could not refute them!