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!”

scream. A dagger

man in the room, he realized this

was this man who appeared out of

on the sofa. No one truly knew this

just that he would always appear whenever Philip was in

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

even bit off half

the metallic smell and taste of

such a debilitating

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

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

“Ah!”

slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was

of death was heavy around

At this moment, he finally felt the threat

Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face.

and nose.

could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not

off was

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

room was filled with the

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

wrong. Philip slapped him across his face

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

then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me

the pain.

Philip’s gaze was devious.