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.

corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs

“Hmph!”

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,

a glance at Tommy cowering on

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

The crowd was left in

was far

through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those

the opulent rooftop suite

gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name

into

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

Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to

7/4

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

force of

son–in–law of Patrick, the

of the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into

color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

our league trying to

of the

words like they were made of lead. “Mister

to turn the

pale.

years back, before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big fish

reaching

pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still had