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!”

out a blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed

the room, he realized this was getting

this man who appeared out of nowhere? Why

not pay attention to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always came and went as

that he would always appear whenever

Anton and lifted his leg. Then, the tip of his shoe kicked Anton on the chin. With a crack, four to five teeth flew out from Anton’s mouth. He then spat them out on the floor

had even

smell and taste of blood. He also spat out part of his

such a debilitating

in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his tongue. He was in

was terrified. He was scared Philip was going to kill

“Ah!”

scream. Philip yanked Anton up by the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly and blood

The aura of death was heavy around him. He aimed the

At this moment, he finally felt the threat

he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily, “You… What are you going

and nose. It was an extremely

spoke, he could feel excruciating pain in his

was causing him

suffering badly. One broke several ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there was one more with a

the room was filled with the smell of

put away the pistol slowly. This made the former let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the latter would not do anything to

Philip slapped him across his face and he almost passed out from the

badly mangled, his tongue was in so much pain after this slap. The pain shot deep

Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed

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

Philip’s gaze was devious.