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

violently at few times before his

“Hmph!”

a 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

glance at Tommy cowering on the

Olivia in his arms–walked out of the

The crowd was left in

far from over.

the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who

rooftop suite of Youphoria

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

fell into a tense silence.

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

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

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were flashing a neon sign

of

son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

there was

his face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

gave me this souvenir! Who

skills like that…we’re out of our league

the weight of the room

like they were made of lead.

was enough to turn the

pale.

made his mark, Drake was the big fish in

tentacles reaching across

his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless,

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