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.

at few times

“Hmph!”

Sean’s lifeless body aside and scanned the hall authoritatively. “So, you’re the esteemed bigwigs 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, just take Sean as your

at Tommy cowering

and–with Olivia in his

presence. The crowd was left

far from over.

Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who were then squirming with

opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria

He recently made a name for himself by taking

fell into

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 their act

shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to Alexander’s game.

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were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander

of

of Patrick, the nobody”

there was Harry, strapped into

up, his face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of

souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

of our league trying to

in silence, the weight of the room on

were made of

was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

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

reaching

back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still had his finger on the pulse