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.”

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

his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times

“Hmph!”

“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 your

cowering on the floor, Alexander turned,

and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out

The crowd was

was far from

Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who were then

the opulent rooftop

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

room fell into

new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old

Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to

7/4

those moves were flashing a neon sign

force of nature.

is the son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

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

his face the color of storm clouds “I

Who knew the

out of our league trying to take

of the room on his shoulders. Finally, he

were

alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘

pale.

before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the

tentacles reaching

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