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.”

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

the heavyset’s body shook violently at few

“Hmph!”

tossed 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!

at Tommy cowering on the floor,

Olivia in his arms–walked out of the nightclub with a

crowd was

was far

at 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

rooftop

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 now

into a tense

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

was Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all

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flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was

of

of Patrick, the nobody”

heavy hitters, there was Harry,

face the color of storm clouds “I visited

Alexander gave me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

our league trying to take him on!”

silence, the weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally,

the words like they were made of lead. “Mister

Hardy? The name alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘

pale.

before Tommy made his mark,

his tentacles reaching across

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