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!”

A dagger had

saw the other man in the room, he realized

who appeared out of nowhere? Why was

the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always came and

that he would always appear whenever Philip

Anton on the chin. With a crack, four to five teeth flew out from Anton’s mouth. He then

even bit off half of his tongue from that

by the metallic smell and taste of blood. He also spat

was such

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

was scared Philip

“Ah!”

Philip yanked Anton up by the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s

aura of death was heavy around him. He

furiously. At this moment, he finally felt the threat

started rolling down his body like a waterfall. His eyes were widened as he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on

from his mouth and nose. It was an extremely

spoke, he could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not even speak clearly

was bitten off was causing

one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there was one more with

was filled with

out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the

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

badly mangled, his tongue was in so much pain after this

Harris refused to listen to me

His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is not as simple as I

Philip’s gaze was devious.