His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0144

The bullet tore through the air with lethal speed.

However, Alexander was quicker..

As Sean’s finger squeezed the trigger, Alexander swiftly jerked his head to the side

and stepped forward, his form blurring like a mirage..

The nightclub erupted in gasps as Alexander seemed to vanish and reappear in

front of Sean. Alexander’s hand grabbed Sean by the throat, hoisting him into the air

as if he weighed nothing.

Simultaneously, a decorative flower basket in the hall’s corner exploded into a shower of petals, the bullet’s intended target then a cloud of fluttering color.

“No, this can’t be!”

Sean’s bulky frame flailed in Alexander’s iron grip, his legs thrashing and his screams tearing through the chaos.

Had Alexander just dodged a bullet? His movement was a blur, his reflexes outpacing the speeding lead, his actions as swift as lightning.

It was a scene straight out of a blockbuster film, unfolding in stark reality. How was

that even possible?

“Sean.”

Alexander ignored the stunned onlookers and glared at Sean. His voice was a sharp blade. “I spared you back at Wakefield, but you learned nothing. You dared to kidnap my family, to sell them like chattel.

“There are sins even the heavens forgive, but the sins of a man like you… They’re unforgivable. You’ve sealed your fate.”

Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes

shook violently at

“Hmph!”

scanned the hall authoritatively. “So, you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble, just take Sean as your

sparing a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander turned, took

Olivia in his arms–walked out of

presence. The crowd was left in

night was far from

the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who were then squirming with unease.

rooftop suite

other faction leaders. He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all

into a tense

too much action. The underground scene in Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating

shot of Aaronson who took a

7/4

a neon sign

force of nature.

of Patrick, the

of the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into

his face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

gave me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

our league trying

the weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally,

the words like they were made

to turn the

pale.

back, before Tommy made his mark,

his tentacles reaching

was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless,