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!”

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

man in the room,

appeared out of nowhere? Why was he

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

he would always appear whenever Philip was in

lifted his leg. 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 out on the floor along

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

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

such

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

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

“Ah!”

and slammed 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 aimed the

shaking furiously. At this moment, he finally felt

him with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily, “You… What are you going to do? You

pouring from his mouth and nose. It was an

Anton spoke, he could feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He

tongue that was bitten off was causing him

from one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there was one more

room was filled

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

across his face and he almost passed out

tongue was in so much pain after this slap. The pain

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 is not as simple as I

Philip’s gaze was devious.