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.”

gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was snuffed out

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

“Hmph!”

you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight

cowering on the

his arms–walked out of the nightclub

crowd was left in stunned

was far

shockwaves among the factions,

rooftop

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

fell into

the streets have been buzzing with too 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 roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand, and their shady businesses were cleaning up

Aaronson who took

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a neon sign of warning Alexander

of

the son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

there was Harry,

face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

Alexander gave me this souvenir! Who knew

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

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

words like they were

The name alone was enough to turn the heavy

pale.

years 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. Nonetheless, Drake still had his finger

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