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.”

gave way. His eyes bulged in

the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his

“Hmph!”

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

glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander

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

crowd was left

night was far from over.

the

rooftop suite of Youphoria

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

room fell into a tense

buzzing with too much action. The underground scene in Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then

big shot of Aaronson who took a hit

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flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was an

of

son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

hitters, there was Harry, strapped into a

clouds “I visited Of

this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

our league

the weight of the room on his

the words like they were made

Hardy? The name alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces

pale.

made his mark, Drake was the

his tentacles reaching across Tormora.

the game for good, his empire pulled back from the

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