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 stabbed through his

he saw the other man in the room, he

appeared out

wine on the sofa. No one truly knew this guy’s location. He always

was just that he would always

the chin. With a crack, four to five teeth flew out from

had even bit off half of his

metallic smell and taste of blood. He also spat out

was such a

excruciating pain

was scared

“Ah!”

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

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

this moment,

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

mouth and nose.

feel excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not

tongue that was bitten off was causing him a lot

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

the room was filled

This made the former let out a sigh of relief. He reckoned the latter would not do anything to

him across his face

his tongue was in so much pain after

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

and patted Anton’s face. His face was contorted from the pain. Philip said coldly, “I guess Riverdale is

Philip’s gaze was devious.