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.”

those final words, Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life

the corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs kicked

“Hmph!”

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

at Tommy cowering on the floor,

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

The crowd was left

was far from

through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who were then squirming with

in the opulent rooftop suite

He recently made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on his own, and now he’s made a statement

fell into a tense silence.

a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out

took a hit

7/4

those moves were flashing a neon sign

force of nature.

of Patrick, the nobody”

gathering of the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped

color of storm clouds “I

souvenir! Who knew

of our league trying to take him on!”

the weight of the room on his

the words like they were

Hardy? The name alone was enough to turn the heavy

pale.

mark, Drake was the big

reaching across Tormora.

the game for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still