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.”

A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his

violently at few times before his

“Hmph!”

disdainful snort, Alexander 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

a glance at Tommy cowering on the

Olivia in his arms–walked out of

was left

far

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

in the opulent rooftop

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

into a

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

who took a hit without a

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neon sign of warning Alexander

force of nature.

the son–in–law of Patrick,

gathering of the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into

face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

me this souvenir! Who knew the guy

out of our league trying

sat in silence, the weight of the room

like they were made

to turn the heavy hitters‘

pale.

before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big fish in

tentacles reaching across

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