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!”

out a blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed through his right

he saw the other man in the room, he realized this was getting

out of nowhere?

pay attention to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa.

would always appear

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

mouth. He had even bit off half of his tongue from

taste of blood. He

was such

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

that moment, he 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

of death was heavy around him. He aimed the muzzle

this moment, he finally felt the

a waterfall. His eyes were widened as he looked at 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

and nose. It was an extremely gory

pain in his

off was causing him

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

room was filled with

terrified gaze, Philip put away the pistol slowly. This made the former let out

across his face

his mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in so much pain

Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed him, and now there’s another Hull Clan that

down and patted Anton’s face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is not as simple as

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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