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.”

gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was snuffed out by the man

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

“Hmph!”

body aside and 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

sparing a glance at Tommy cowering

by the hand, and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of the

The crowd was left in stunned

was far from

incident at Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who

opulent rooftop suite of

look into this Alexander boy,” Tommy said, his face dark with worry as he addressed the other faction leaders. He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for

fell into a tense silence.

his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard

of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all

7/4

a neon sign of

force of

of Patrick,

a gathering of the heavy hitters, there was

up, his face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

this souvenir! Who knew

like that…we’re out of our league trying

in silence, the weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally, he

were made of lead. “Mister Hardy.”

enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces

pale.

back, before Tommy made his mark, Drake

his tentacles reaching across

Drake said he was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the