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 bulged in terror as

from the corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times before his legs kicked out

“Hmph!”

Sean’s lifeless body aside and scanned the hall authoritatively. “So, you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing

cowering on the floor, Alexander turned, took

in his arms–walked out of the

The crowd was left in stunned

far from over.

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

opulent rooftop

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 have

fell into a tense silence.

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. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand, and

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

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a neon sign of warning Alexander was an

of nature.

is the son–in–law of Patrick, the

there was Harry, strapped into

the color of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare a few days back,

me this souvenir! Who knew the guy

like that…we’re out of our league trying to take him on!”

the room on his

the words like they were made of lead.

name alone was enough to

pale.

made his mark, Drake

reaching

Drake 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