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.”

crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was

shook violently at few times before his legs kicked out and he

“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 Group isn’t

at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander turned, took

Olivia in his

was left

far from over.

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

the opulent rooftop suite

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

fell into a

his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords

there was Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to

7/4

those moves were flashing a neon sign of warning Alexander was an

of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick,

heavy hitters, there

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a

this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep bullets?

out of our league

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

were made of lead. “Mister Hardy.”

Hardy? The name alone was enough to turn

pale.

back, before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big

reaching across Tormora.

back from the underworld’s chessboard. Nonetheless, Drake still had his finger on the pulse of