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!”

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

other man in the room, he

appeared out of nowhere? Why

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

would always appear whenever Philip was

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

had even bit

the metallic smell and taste of

was such a debilitating

tasted the 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

“Ah!”

loud scream. Philip yanked Anton up by the hair and slammed his head to the

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

At this moment, he

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?

kept pouring from his mouth and nose. It was

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

was bitten off was causing him

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

of the room was filled with

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

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

his mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in

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

Anton’s face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is not

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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