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.”

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

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

“Hmph!”

get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble, just take Sean as your cautionary tale!”

Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander turned, took

in his arms–walked out of

was

night was far from over.

wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the

in the opulent rooftop

an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by taking down.

room fell into

much action. The underground scene in Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the

of Aaronson who took a hit

7/4

a neon sign

of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick, the

a gathering of the heavy hitters, there

color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few days back,

souvenir! Who knew the

of our league trying to take him on!”

sat in silence, the weight of the room on his

like they were made of lead. “Mister Hardy.”

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

pale.

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

tentacles reaching across Tormora.

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