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

saw the other man in the room, he realized this

appeared out of nowhere? Why was he

who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly

just that he would always appear whenever Philip was

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 some

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

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

was such

mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his

that moment, he was terrified. He was scared Philip was going

“Ah!”

up by the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly

of death was heavy around him. He aimed the muzzle against Anton’s

furiously. At this moment, he finally felt the

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 kill

his mouth and

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

bitten off was causing him a lot of

from one kick, one fell unconscious after the

room was filled with the

let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the

slapped him across his face and he

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

a nest of snakes and rats. Back then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed him, and now there’s another Hull Clan that came out of

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

Philip’s gaze was devious.