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

man in the room, he realized this was

was this man who appeared out of nowhere? Why was he so

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

just that he would always appear whenever

on the chin. With a crack, four to

He had even bit off

invaded by the metallic smell and taste of

was such

metallic taste of blood in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his tongue. He was in so much pain that he was

He was scared Philip was going to kill

“Ah!”

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

aura of death was heavy around him. He

this moment, he finally felt the threat

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

his mouth and nose. It was

spoke, he could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not even

tongue that was bitten off was causing him a lot

the bridge of his nose was

the room was filled with the smell of

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

Philip slapped him across his face and he

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

Klaus Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed him, and now there’s another Hull Clan

face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale

Philip’s gaze was devious.