Chapter 0646 The man hit the ground hard, and Alexander's words hung in the air like steel. The shops, the stalls, the tourists—all fell into a deathly hush.

Eyes were glued to Alexander's hand, then to the red mark on the man's cheek, to the blood and broken teeth spilling from his lips...

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

It was sudden, shocking, and utterly unexpected.

Moments before, it seemed to everyone that the trio—one man and two women—who refused to buy the necklace were about to face a major setback. However, in an astonishing twist, the man lashed out with a fearless slap that sent the suited man soaring through the air.

Strength was not lacking, but there on Coconut Wind Island, those folks were no easy targets.

"You think you can cause trouble here, kid?!" The stall owner, taken aback at first, quickly turned menacing. He jabbed a finger at Alexander's nose and roared, "Come on, guys, do not just stand there. Let's take him down! Cut this guy to pieces, and keep the girls—we'll bring them to the boss!" With a rustling surge, more than 20 men in suits lunged from all sides, brandishing rubber clubs, daggers, and sabers at Alexander's head,

intent on taking him down right there and then.

Then there were Amber and Coral.

In the nearby crowd, a handful of men in suits crept closer to the two women without drawing attention. Once they were within striking distance, they pounced, ready to snatch them away.

Such a small skirmish was hardly a challenge for Alexander. With a swift step, he moved to

The Remote Strike.

the attackers scattered, some still hidden among the bystanders. However, Alexander's mystical Remote Strike, precise as a homing missile, left Amber and Coral unscathed, with the surrounding crowd feeling nothing

the air as they crashed to the ground. Blood spilled from

The middle-aged stall owner was petrified,

was genuinely

from head to toe, his legs twitching wildly, and a warm wetness spread in his pants. He had been so scared that he

guide. Are you two working together?" A buzz filled the stall owner's head. He glanced

bouncing on the ground, ending up right at the stall owner's

was back in his original spot

off the bus.

a sale— where do you get the nerve? Out with it!" Carson was too terrified

fleecing tourists left and right. With the shadowy backing of Coconut Wind Island's big shots, life

like something out of a comic book, a one-man army. More than

of a fantasy ! "Kane, you...don't get too cocky!" Carson, flat on the ground, struggled mightily before he finally managed to push himself up. Shaking, he pointed at Alexander and the two women, his teeth rattling like a pair of dice in a cup. "You might be tough, but you can't keep those two ladies safe forever. We've got more than enough muscle on this island! "Our boss from Spring Sunshine, Wasyl Jurgensen, is here on the island as we speak! He's a heavy hitter from Wyverna Ol' Mare's

Coral, who was

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