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.”

snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his

corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at

“Hmph!”

you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing

cowering on the

Olivia in his arms–walked out of the

The crowd was left in stunned

night was far from over.

at Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who

midnight, in the opulent rooftop suite

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.

fell into

Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating

Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to

7/4

were flashing a neon sign

of

the son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

the heavy hitters, there was Harry,

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

Alexander gave me this souvenir! Who

our league trying to take him

sat in silence, the weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally, he

were made

was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big fish in

reaching across Tormora.

of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the