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

the room, he realized this was getting

was this man who appeared out of nowhere? Why was he

to Rick who was savoring the red wine on the sofa. No one

just that he would always appear whenever

walked in front of 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 mouth. He then spat them out on the floor along with some

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

of blood. He also spat

was such

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

He was scared Philip

“Ah!”

his head to the wall. Anton’s forehead was scratched badly and blood started oozing out from the

The aura of death was heavy around him. He

moment, he finally felt the threat

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

his mouth and

excruciating pain in his mouth. He could not

tongue that was bitten off was causing him

the bridge of his nose was broken, and now, there

was filled with the smell

let out a sigh

wrong. Philip slapped him across his face and he

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

then, Klaus Harris refused to listen to me so I destroyed

the pain. Philip

Philip’s gaze was devious.