The Almighty Dominance

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Chapter 39

As they fought to escape, desperate to save their own lives, Alex calmly waved his hand.

A sudden, crushing aura exploded from him, engulfing the leeing thugs.

It was as if gravity itself had multiplied.

Their legs gave out. Muscles refused to respond.

Some dropped to their knees instantly, gasping for breath, faces pale.

The weaker ones couldn't hold back, wetting themselves in terror.

Suddenly, from up ahead, the sharp crack of gunfire rang out.

Ten bullets were filed straight at Alex from a black SUV that had been lying in wait at very front.

Six armed men rushed to back up their fallen leader, and without hesitation, they opened fire, their mission clear -kill Alex.

The thugs on the ground thought for sure Alex would be taken down.

But just as the bullets closed in, they stopped, hanging in mid-air just centimeters from his body, frozen in place as though the laws of physics no longer applied.

The thugs gasped.

What the hell was this?

Before anyone could process what had happened, the bullets suddenly twisted in midair, reversing their direction

They rocketed back toward the six armed men with deadly speed, as if guided by an unseen force.

bullets ripping through flesh filled

the shots were struck down by

thud of bodies hitting the ground echoed

went silent. No one dared to move. No

as if nothing

lay trembling at his feet, their spirits crushed, their bodies soaked in sweat

challenged

stood a

"Sleep!" Alex commanded.

thugs suddenly fell to

finally opened her eyes, having kept them tightly shut during the gunfire, she looked around to find

car, relief evident on his face as he saw everything was

way, but they got ambushed at the

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get out of

SUVS and people blocking the car... It'll take me to clear them out," Morris replied,

a long whistle. "You slum scavengers, you can take all

who had been watching from

up with excitement as they rushed forward

with children-all with greedy eyes-hurried to

the unconscious thugs, tossing them

yelled to his friend, "Only pick out the good-looking thugs and get them in the SUV. We're throwing

"Sausage fest?” Morris cringed.

wallets and stripping them of their clothes, but none dared approach the

and SUVS had

street was left spotless, not a single item left on

disbelief. "If only Kingston's workers were this fast and efficient, Master Alfred would

of here first,"

face suddenly turned

he exclaimed, realizing the scavengers had