Chapter 0451 Alexander shook his head.

Where was he going with that? Vicenzo kept his eyes glued to Alexander, not showing an ounce of respect for the so-called 'King of Ol' Mare'.

The moment Alexander's head stopped moving, Vicenzo's hefty frame surged forward, launching off the dock.

Like a bolt from the blue, he landed with a thud on the cargo ship's deck.

The short knife, made of a sleek alloy, was drawn in a flash, its chilling edge pressed threateningly against Afred's neck.

Hostage situation!

sharpest tool in the shed! "Don't kid yourself, thinking your sniper's got me spooked. Sniper or no sniper, I'm not scared! I've got all the time in the world to slit Afred's throat before a bullet can

Alexander leaned casually against the dock's edge, his gaze sweeping over Afred and the rest of the crew. His voice was calm

a tooth, I'll snap

kind of unbeatable warlord? Even the mightiest warlord can't do everything! I've got the upper hand with the guy here, so what's your move? "This is Rabaldiston, home turf of the Little Knife Society! "Sure, in Ol' Mare, the New Chesire Group might mean something, but here in

the lean man on the dock. "Mateo, it's time! Alexander, Ray, each of you take out an I arm! And if you even think about fighting back, I'll slice Afred's throat in a heartbeat!" With a rush of movement, Mateo and the Dagger Society's 50-plus members charged, their battle cries

yours." Alexander stood his ground, his eyes calmly fixed on Vicenzo

hostage to threaten me, right? Well, Mister Sabine's neck is right there at the

words left his mouth,

armed with techniques taught by

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