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.”

shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as

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

“Hmph!”

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

glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander

his arms–walked out

presence. The crowd was

night was far from over.

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

midnight, in the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria

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

room fell into a tense

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.

Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took

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a neon sign of warning Alexander was

of

is the son–in–law of

hitters, there was Harry, strapped

his face the color of storm clouds

this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

out of our league trying

the

the words like they were

enough to

pale.

before Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big

tentacles reaching across Tormora.

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