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

in the room,

out of

not pay attention to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly

he would always

of his shoe kicked Anton on the chin. With a crack, four to five teeth flew out from Anton’s mouth.

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

was invaded by the metallic smell and taste of blood.

was such

mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his

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

“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 from

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

At this moment, he finally felt the threat of

like a waterfall. His eyes were widened as he looked at Philip who was towering over him with an icy expression on his face.

and nose. It was

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

off was causing

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

the room was filled with

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

his face and he almost

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

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

the pain. Philip

Philip’s gaze was devious.