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.”

Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave

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

“Hmph!”

and 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 something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble, just take Sean as your cautionary tale!”

at Tommy cowering

his arms–walked out of the nightclub with a

presence. The crowd was

was far from

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

rooftop suite of Youphoria Nightclub…

the other faction leaders. He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently made a name for himself by

into a tense silence.

his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand, and their shady businesses were cleaning up their act at breakneck

Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep, all

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moves were flashing a neon sign of

of nature.

the son–in–law of

the heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped into a wheelchair,

his face the color of storm clouds “I visited Of

souvenir! Who knew

of our

in silence, the weight of the room on his

were

was enough to

pale.

Tommy made his mark, Drake was the big fish

reaching

his empire pulled back from

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