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!”

scream. A dagger had stabbed through his right

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

this man who appeared out of nowhere? Why

to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always came and went

always appear whenever Philip was

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 out

mouth. He had even bit off

and taste of

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 terrified. He was scared Philip was

“Ah!”

and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly and blood started oozing out

up Anton’s pistol from the floor. The aura of death

moment, he finally felt the

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 me. I’m

kept pouring from his mouth and nose.

feel excruciating pain in his

that was bitten off was causing him a lot of

broke several ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there was one more with a pistol

the room was filled with the smell

made the former let out a sigh of relief. He

him across his face and he

tongue was in so much pain

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

pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is not

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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