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.”

Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged

at few times before his legs kicked

“Hmph!”

get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New

a glance at Tommy cowering

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

The crowd was left

was far from

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

midnight, in the opulent rooftop suite of

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

fell into

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

who took a hit

7/4

were flashing a neon sign

force of nature.

son–in–law of

heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped

face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

souvenir! Who

skills like that…we’re out of our league

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

they were made of lead. “Mister

name alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

made his mark, Drake was the big fish in

reaching across

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