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!”

blood-curdling scream. A dagger had stabbed through

the other man in the room, he

appeared out of nowhere? Why was he so

who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He

just that he would always appear whenever

Anton and 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

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

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

such a

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

He was scared

“Ah!”

head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched

pistol from the floor. The aura of death was heavy around him.

furiously. At this moment, he finally felt the threat of

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 me. I’m from the Hull

pouring from his mouth and

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

was causing him a lot of

one kick, one fell unconscious after the bridge of his nose was

room was filled with

made the former let out a

Philip slapped him across his face and he

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

listen to me

was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess

Philip’s gaze was devious.

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