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.”

gave way. His eyes

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

“Hmph!”

one thing straight

a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor,

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

was left in stunned

far from

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

the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria

had people look into this Alexander boy,” Tommy said, his 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. Mark’s crew all on his own, and now he’s made a statement at my club… Does

into a tense

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 out

the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to Alexander’s

7/4

a neon sign of warning

of

son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

heavy hitters, there was Harry,

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

gave me this souvenir! Who knew

that…we’re out of our league trying to take him

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

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

alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

mark, Drake was

reaching across

was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless,