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.”

the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes

corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs

“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 can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble, just take Sean as

glance at Tommy cowering on the

and–with Olivia in his

presence. The crowd was left

night was far

underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who were then squirming

the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria Nightclub…

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 now he’s made a statement at my club… Does anyone have

into a tense

up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand,

Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without

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a neon sign of warning

of nature.

of Patrick,

hitters, there was Harry,

color of storm clouds “I visited Of

souvenir! Who knew

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

weight of the

were made of lead.

to turn the heavy hitters‘

pale.

his mark, Drake

his tentacles reaching across

Drake said he was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard.