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 his

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

“Hmph!”

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

glance at Tommy cowering on the floor,

and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of the

presence. The crowd was left in

was far from

the factions, particularly those with ambitions

in the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria Nightclub…

into this Alexander boy,” Tommy said, his face dark with worry as he addressed the other faction leaders. He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on his own, and

into a tense

former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the

the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit

7/4

were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was

of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

gathering of the heavy hitters, there

the color of storm clouds “I

this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

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

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

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

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

pale.

before Tommy made his mark, Drake

his tentacles reaching

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