His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0268

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The Four Envoys and Sam sprung into action.

It was like a whirlwind sweeping across flat ground, the entire corridor overwhelmed by a strong gust. Their figures were impossible to discem with the naked eye, resembling five phantom images that instantly rushed to the front of George and the others.

Five grandmasters, murderous intent soaring.

The forces of their punches and kicks were beyond belief, appearing deceptively casual but possessing

boundless power. It was like unyielding steel pillars capable of crushing anything, mercilessly slamming toward the heads of George and his companions.

“We fight!” George roared and wielded his mountain-cutting knife, confronting the Tyrant of the East’s fist, but-

The blade shattered!

The alloy material of the mountain-cutting knife, like fragile paper, was easily torn apart by the Tyrant of the East’s punch. The subsequent force hardly weakened at all, solidly crashing into George’s chest.

“Ahh!” George screamed in agony, blood spraying from his mouth. He flew backward, knocking over the bodyguards behind him. They continued to spew blood, completely losing their fighting capacity.

a single move, the other three chief disciples and Sam repelled them, causing their chests to cave in, breaking numerous ribs. They lay on the

just a glance, the victor was

and sturdy bones, their injuries would not be as simple as

struggling George and the others with a sneer. “I thought you’d have something good enough

ten white and delicate fingers already adorned with nail polish, glanced indifferently at George. She spoke softly.

Keep doing it until I’m satisfied, and the words I said earlier still stand. Once I take over New Chesire Group, I’ll reserve the

barely conscious, blood streaking from the corners of his mouth, a cold smile

He refused to yield!

at Ol’ Mare. He might reach anytime soon. With him around, the entire Jackman family was nothing more than chickens

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eye swept over George and the others. With a light chuckle, she said, “Since you like to laugh, I’ll let you

content.

him suffer, but make him keep

sneered and got to George. He

George’s face, tearing muscles and skin instantly. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. If George had

away.

hard, and your teeth are strong.” Bella finished the last nail, blew a gentle breath in front of her lips, and admired her masterpiece with satisfaction. She giggled and said, “My nails are done. The game should be

“Men, kill them all.”