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!”

blood-curdling scream. A dagger

other man in the room, he realized this

this man who appeared out

pay attention to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location.

he would always appear whenever Philip

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 from Anton’s mouth. He

even bit off half of

taste of blood. He also spat out part

was such

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

He was scared Philip was going to

“Ah!”

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

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

shaking furiously. At this moment,

at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face. He said

kept pouring from his mouth and nose. It was an extremely

pain in his mouth. He could not even

that was bitten off was causing him

ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and

of the room was filled with the

out a sigh of

Philip slapped him across his face

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

are a nest of snakes and rats. Back then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me

down and patted Anton’s face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip

Philip’s gaze was devious.