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!”

out a blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed through his right

other man in the

man who appeared out of nowhere? Why was he so

was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this

was just that he would 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

pouring out of Anton’s mouth. He had even bit

smell and taste of blood. He also spat out part of his

such

pain in his tongue. He was in so much pain that

he was terrified. He was scared Philip was going to kill

“Ah!”

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

Anton’s pistol from the floor. The aura of death was heavy around him. He

shaking 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, “You… What are you going to do? You can’t kill me. I’m from the Hull

and nose. It was an

feel excruciating pain in

was bitten off was causing him a lot of

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

was filled with

Philip put away the pistol slowly. This made the former let out a sigh of relief. He

wrong. Philip slapped him across his face and he almost passed out from the

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

nest of snakes and rats. Back then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed

from the pain. Philip

Philip’s gaze was devious.