Chapter 1818
The next second.
Winston saw that at some point, Philip had already broken through the encirclement of dozens of bodyguards. He knocked the two bodyguards in front of him unconscious with the deformed anti-riot baton in his hand!
Swish!
The baton in Philip’s hand smashed over Winston’s head!
At this moment, Philip’s cold intent raged with a monstrous killing aura!
Behind him were all defeated bodyguards who had fallen to the floor. None of them could get up again.
Winston was flustered. With cold sweat on his forehead, he stared at the anti-riot baton in Philip’s hand. He was afraid that Philip would punch a hole in his head the next second.
Gulp!
Winston swallowed nervously as sweat poured from his forehead. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he said solemnly, “Young man, you really have some skills, but do you dare make a move against me right here? Look behind you.”
Philip did not turn. He knew that a group of bodyguards in black suits had gathered behind him.
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