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!”

a blood-curdling scream. A dagger had

man in the room, he realized this was

appeared out of nowhere? Why was he so

wine on the sofa. No

that he would always appear whenever Philip was

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

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

taste of blood. He also

was such a

of blood in his mouth. There was also an excruciating pain in his tongue. He was in so much pain

terrified. He was

“Ah!”

hair and slammed his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly and

of death was heavy around him. He aimed the

was shaking furiously. At this moment, he finally

with an icy expression on his face. He said shakily, “You… What are you going to do? You can’t

pouring from his mouth and nose. It was an extremely

in his

was bitten off was causing him a lot

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

inside of the room was filled with the smell of

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

his face and he almost passed out from

his mouth was badly mangled, his tongue was in so much pain

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

squatted down and patted 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.