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 dagger had stabbed through his

other man in the room,

man who appeared out of nowhere? Why

wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this

always appear

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 then spat them out on the floor along with

pouring out of Anton’s mouth. He had even

of blood. He also spat out

was such a

an excruciating pain in his

He was scared Philip was going to kill

“Ah!”

yanked Anton up by the hair and slammed his head to

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

furiously. At this moment,

His eyes were widened as he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily,

his mouth and nose. It was an

he could feel excruciating pain in

that was bitten off was causing him

fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now,

inside of the room was filled with the smell of

the pistol slowly. This made the former let out a sigh of

slapped him across his face and he almost passed out from

mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in

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

contorted from the pain. Philip

Philip’s gaze was devious.