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.”

Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave

body shook violently at few times before his legs kicked

“Hmph!”

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

at Tommy cowering on the floor,

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

The crowd was left in stunned silence.

was far from over.

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

the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria

with worry as he addressed the other faction leaders. He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently

room fell into a

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

there was Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit

7/4

neon sign of warning Alexander

force of

is the son–in–law of Patrick,

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

his face the color of storm clouds

gave me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could

of our league

in silence, the weight of the room

like they were made

enough to turn the heavy hitters‘

pale.

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

tentacles reaching

pulled back