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.”

hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was snuffed out by the man he wronged.

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

“Hmph!”

Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘

sparing a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander turned,

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

The crowd was left in stunned silence.

was far from

shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions

the opulent rooftop suite of

ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on his own,

fell into a tense silence.

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 of

Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a

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moves were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was

of

of Patrick, the

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

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

souvenir! Who knew the

our league trying to take

the

words like they were made of lead. “Mister Hardy.”

The name alone was enough to turn the heavy

pale.

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

reaching across

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