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.

heavyset’s body shook violently at few

“Hmph!”

Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New

cowering on the floor,

in his arms–walked out

was left

was far from over.

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

in the opulent rooftop

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 at my club… Does anyone have

into a tense silence.

scene in Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then

took a hit without a peep,

7/4

those moves were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was an

force of

is the son–in–law of Patrick,

gathering of the heavy hitters, there was Harry,

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

souvenir! Who

skills like that…we’re out of our league trying to take him

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

the words like they were made

was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces

pale.

made his mark, Drake was the

reaching

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