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.”

Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life

mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs kicked out and he collapsed

“Hmph!”

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 cautionary tale!”

a glance at Tommy cowering on

his arms–walked out of the

presence. The crowd was

was far

shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare,

rooftop suite of Youphoria

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

room fell into a tense

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

took a hit without a peep, all thanks to Alexander’s game.

7/4

moves were flashing a neon

force of nature.

is the son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

gathering of the heavy hitters, there was

clouds “I

souvenir! Who knew the guy

that…we’re out of our

the room

the words like they were

enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

years back, before Tommy made his mark, Drake

his tentacles reaching

of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still had