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

violently at few times before his legs kicked out and he collapsed to the ground.

“Hmph!”

esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble, just take

at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander

in his arms–walked out of the nightclub

presence. The crowd was left

far from

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

opulent rooftop

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 anyone

into

action. The underground scene in Ol‘ Mare had a new kingpin–George, a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then

there was Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all thanks to Alexander’s game.

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were flashing a neon

force of nature.

the son–in–law of Patrick, the

there was Harry, strapped

color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few

Who knew the guy could

our league trying to take

weight of the room on

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

enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces

pale.

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

reaching across

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