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.”

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

at few

“Hmph!”

scanned the hall authoritatively. “So, you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire

at Tommy cowering on the floor,

and–with Olivia in his arms–walked

was left in stunned

was far

sending shockwaves among the

midnight, in the opulent rooftop suite

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 we handle

room fell into

streets have been buzzing with too much action. The underground 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

took a

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moves were flashing a neon

force of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

the heavy hitters, there was Harry,

clouds “I visited Of Mare a few days

Alexander gave me this souvenir! Who

out of our league trying to take him

weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally,

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

enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

his mark, Drake was the

tentacles reaching across Tormora.

his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still had his finger

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