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.”

through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was snuffed out by the man he

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

“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

glance at Tommy cowering on

and–with Olivia in his

The crowd was left

night was far from

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

opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria Nightclub…

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

room fell 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

big shot of Aaronson who took a

7/4

flashing a neon

force of

the son–in–law of Patrick,

heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

gave me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

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

of the room on

like they were made of lead. “Mister

was enough to

pale.

made his mark,

his tentacles reaching

pulled back