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.”

through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life

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

“Hmph!”

one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone

a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander

and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of

The crowd was left in stunned silence.

was far from

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

in the opulent rooftop

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,

room fell into a

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

shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all

7/4

those moves were flashing a neon sign of

of

son–in–law of Patrick, the

heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into a wheelchair,

clouds “I visited Of Mare a few days

gave me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

skills like that…we’re out of our league trying

in silence, the weight of the room on his

were made of

alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

years back, before Tommy made his mark,

his tentacles reaching

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