The First Heir

Chapter 569

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!”

scream. A dagger had

man in the room,

this man who appeared out of

red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always came and

was just that he would always appear whenever Philip

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

Anton’s mouth. He had even bit off half of his tongue from

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

such a debilitating

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

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

“Ah!”

Philip yanked Anton up by the hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly and blood started oozing out

death was

furiously. At this moment,

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

kept pouring from his mouth and nose. It was

pain in his mouth. He could not even

bitten off was causing

his two men were suffering badly. One broke several ribs from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now,

room was filled with the smell

former let out a sigh

he thought wrong. Philip slapped him across his face and he almost passed

tongue was in so

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

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

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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