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 terror as his life

as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs kicked out and he

“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

glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander turned,

his arms–walked out of the nightclub

crowd was left

far

shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against

opulent rooftop

people look into this Alexander boy,” Tommy said, his face dark with worry as he 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 any idea how we handle

fell into a tense

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

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

7/4

moves were flashing a neon sign of

of

of

gathering of the heavy hitters, there was

color of storm clouds “I

gave me this souvenir! Who knew

of our league trying to take him

the room on his shoulders. Finally, he

they were made of lead.

name alone was enough to

pale.

his mark, Drake was

tentacles reaching across Tormora.

was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back