The First Heir

Chapter 569

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 blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed through

the other man in the

appeared out of nowhere? Why

on the sofa.

was just that he would always

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

had even bit off half of his tongue from that

metallic smell and taste of

such a

metallic taste of blood in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in

moment, he was terrified. He was scared Philip was going to kill

“Ah!”

head to the wall.

The aura of death was heavy around him. He aimed

shaking furiously. At this moment, he finally felt the threat of

widened as he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy

mouth and nose. It was

pain in his mouth. He could not even speak clearly

was causing him a lot

the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there was one more with a pistol pointing

was filled with the smell of

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

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

tongue was in so much

to listen to

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

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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