His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0322

Decide? How should he decide?

Alexander never dealt with multiple–choice questions because he never needed to..

He paid no attention to the group of thugs around him, calmly focusing on Waldo. He said softly. “You u were right about something. Time is limited. Our advertising shoot has been delayed for too long, so we must save time from now on.”

Waldo was slightly startled, but he quickly understood and laughed heartily. “Save time? That’s right! Have you made up your mind? Kneel and bow to me now. It won’t take any time at all, and I…

Alexander lifted his right foot, lightly stomped the beach beneath him, and uttered a single word, “Leave!”

Under Alexander’s foot, countless fine sands shot out like shrapnel from a cannon, their speed impossible to discern. They produced a sharp noise from rapid friction in the air. It took less than half a second, and a deluge of sand fell upon Waldo and his gang.

They were sprawled on the ground.

They were not even martial artists, just street brawlers, and the sand pummeled their skin, tearing their clothes into shreds. They screamed in pain, rolling on the ground in agony.

Waldo and the 27 thugs under him, Alexander dispatched them all with a single move, leaving no one standing.

The six foreign models screamed, their shorts soaked in fear, evidently having wetted themselves.

“Don’t you like multiple–choice questions?” Alexander’s gaze remained calm. He looked down at the wailing Waldo and spoke softly, “Now I’ll give you a multiple–choice question. Either apologize to my employees by

bow, or die.

limited, and you have three seconds to

covered in blood, crying so hard he was almost

a decade and had seen many ruthless people,

as this. He could even kick up

clothes were shredded, their skin sliced and

the verge of

this something a

simply not human. He was a monster, a devil, a beast,

with such a terrifying

enduring the intense pain throughout his body, crying and shouting. “I

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looking for just an apology. I want you

words fell, his palm slowly lifted.

any hope. He knelt down on the sand and frantically bowed to Sheldon and the several employees behind him,

these eyes! I hope you gentlemen have a big heart and forgive my offense. I… I was confused! I’m

The forehead, already hit by sand, bled profusely. His skin split open, making the

“Mister Kane.”

were terrified by the scene before them, cautiously speaking, “How about

Suffered?

looking at Sheldon and the employees from the Publicity Department. his gaze solemn. ‘Remember, you’re employees