His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0255

As the story unfolded, time marched relentlessly on.

Outside Jackman’s Pharma, Matthew lay in a pool of his own blood. The gashes from Alexander’s lethal cash

no longer bled, but his breaths were shallow and desperate.

Nearby, one of his four bodyguards was down to his last breaths too, his head a gruesome mess from

Alexander’s handiwork, flies buzzing in a frenzy that sent shivers down his spine.

“Kid, you…” Despite his fading strength, Matthew’s glare was murderous. “Don’t get cocky. My big brother is on his way, and he’s a beast. Ranked eighty-three in the Chart of Fighters, he’ll take you out with ease!

“To insult the Jackman family is to sign your death warrant. Even if you’re tough as nails, you’re a dead man walking!”

Alexander stood a stone’s throw away indifferently, and he looked at Matthew like he was already a goner.

To the average Joe, Matthew was untouchable royalty, the Jackman family’s golden boy. To Alexander, the War Temple’s top dog, he was just another bug to squash.

The screech of tires ripped through the silence.

A sleek Maserati skidded to a halt in the plaza, and out stepped a smirking Leandro in his fancy Croc shoes. He sauntered over.

Each step was measured, a perfect rhythm. He walked like a man charging up for battle, his presence alone

enough to make even the toughest fighters think twice.

Ranked eighty-three and not to be messed with, Leandro was a force of nature.

Matthew’s eyes sparkled with hope as he watched his savior stride

Alexander with a wild look in his eyes, screaming,

insult the Jackman family,

did not even bother to look at his disgrace of a brother. He stopped a few yards away from Alexander with a

face remained impassive as he calmly stated,

Compensation?

don’t waste my

had to lift a finger. You must be pretty skilled to hurt people with cash, definitely at the peak of energy transformation… Ha, the thought of taking

let out a slow breath, shaking his head with a

+15 BONOS

he could finish, Asher next to him had gone ghostly white, shaking like a leaf in the face

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

the village. You can explain to Amber, and we won’t drag you into our village

of

he spoke, he tried to pull Alexander away, aiming to retreat to the

Alex? Amber?

eyes lighting up with

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

were planted in the earth, unyielding to Asher’s desperate

said, “So you knew it

if it’s you, that

loudly as a visible swirl of white

was going to have a little

without a fuss. Looks like I

he whipped his right hand out, sending