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!”

a blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed

in the room, he realized this was

out of nowhere? Why was he so

wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He

always appear whenever Philip was in

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

He had even bit off half of his tongue from that

and taste of

was such a debilitating

taste of blood in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in

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

The aura of death was heavy around him. He aimed the muzzle

was shaking furiously. At this moment,

rolling down his body like 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

mouth and nose. It was an extremely

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

bitten off was causing him a lot

from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge

inside of the room was filled with

terrified gaze, Philip put away the pistol slowly. This made the former let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the latter

his

of his mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in so

to me so I destroyed him, and now there’s another Hull

His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is not

Philip’s gaze was devious.