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

other man in the room, he realized this was getting

this man who appeared out of nowhere? Why

wine on the sofa. No

he would always appear whenever

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

Anton’s mouth. He had even bit off half

taste of blood. He also spat out part

such a

also an excruciating pain in his tongue.

was terrified. He was scared Philip was going

“Ah!”

his head to the wall. Anton’s

the floor. The aura of death was heavy around him. He aimed the muzzle against Anton’s

was shaking furiously. At this moment, he finally felt the

with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily, “You… What are you going to do? You

kept pouring from his mouth and nose. It was an

spoke, he could feel excruciating pain in his

that was bitten off was causing him a lot of

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

of the room was filled with the

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

his face and he

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

listen to me so I destroyed him, and

the pain. Philip said coldly, “I

Philip’s gaze was devious.