The First Heir

He looked at Philip and smiled sinisterly. He widened his eyes and said, “Aren’t you so strong? Try again! I want to see if you’re faster than my pistol!”

He was not scared anymore. Now that he had a pistol, he believed that Philip would not be faster than his bullet.

Did he think he was John Wick?

He had to kill Philip today! If not, he would cause them endless calamities.

Anton had been doing this for so many years, so he had a quick brain. At that moment, he understood completely. He laughed sinisterly, then pulled the trigger.

Woosh!

Someone jumped in from the window. With a lift of his right arm, a silver glint flashed across the air.

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot!

In a blink of an eye, Anton felt excruciating pain in his wrist.

Then, the pain spread all over his body.

Clank!

Under immense pain, both of his hands lost their strength and the pistol fell on the ground.

Philip stood there unharmed. The shot missed him and landed on the wall behind Philip. There was a bullet hole in the wall.

“Ah!”

let out a blood-curdling scream. A dagger

he saw the other man in the room, he realized this

man who appeared out of nowhere?

red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always came and went as

would always

Anton on the chin. With a crack, four to five

kept pouring out of Anton’s mouth. He had even bit off half of his tongue from

metallic smell and taste of blood.

such

blood in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his tongue. He was in so much pain that he

He was scared

“Ah!”

by the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched

from the floor. The aura of death

this moment, he finally felt the

waterfall. His eyes were widened as he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily, “You… What are you going to do? You can’t

mouth and nose. It was

he could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He

that was bitten off was causing him a lot

broke several ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his

was filled with the smell of

terrified gaze, Philip put away the pistol slowly. This made the former let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the

thought wrong. Philip slapped him across his face and he almost

his mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in so

listen to me so I destroyed him,

down and patted Anton’s face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly,

Philip’s gaze was devious.