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. His eyes

body shook violently at few times before

“Hmph!”

of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with!

at Tommy cowering on

his arms–walked

The crowd was left in stunned

was far from

at Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions,

midnight, in the opulent rooftop suite of

ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on

into a

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

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

7/4

were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was

force of nature.

son–in–law of

the heavy hitters, there was

clouds

me this souvenir! Who knew the guy

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

the weight of the

the words like they were made of

The name alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces

pale.

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

tentacles reaching

for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard.