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.”

those final words, Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes

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

“Hmph!”

the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight:

a glance at Tommy cowering on

and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of the nightclub

was left

far

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

the opulent rooftop

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 himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on his own, and now he’s made a statement

room fell into

new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand, and their shady businesses were cleaning up their act at breakneck speed.

Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep,

7/4

a neon

force of

son–in–law of

the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into

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

this souvenir! Who

our league trying to take him

the room

like they were made of

enough to turn the

pale.

made his mark, Drake was the

his tentacles reaching across Tormora.

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