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

saw the other man in the room, he

who appeared out

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

would always appear whenever Philip

Then, the tip of his shoe kicked Anton on the chin. With a crack, four to five teeth

pouring out of Anton’s mouth. He had even bit

smell and taste of

such a

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

terrified. He was

“Ah!”

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

aura of death was

shaking furiously. At this moment, he finally felt

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 kill me. I’m from the Hull

pouring from his mouth and nose. It

excruciating pain in his mouth. He

bitten off was causing him a lot

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

of the room was filled with the

let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the latter would not do anything to

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

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

Back then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed him, and

contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess

Philip’s gaze was devious.