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!”

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

other man in the room, he

appeared out of nowhere? Why

the sofa. No one truly knew

always

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

even bit off half

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

was such

excruciating pain in his tongue. He was in

He was scared Philip

“Ah!”

the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly

aura of death was heavy around him. He aimed

furiously. At this moment,

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 Clan. I’m Mr.

mouth and nose.

he could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not even speak clearly

was bitten off was causing him a

were suffering badly. One broke several ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge

room was filled with the smell of

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

his face and he

tongue was in so much pain after this slap. The pain shot deep

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

the pain. Philip said coldly, “I

Philip’s gaze was devious.