His Lordship Alexander Kane

Dan wailed miserably as his wrist broke and his bones pierced through his flesh. He

was in excruciating pain.

The escort behind him was so terrified that her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

“A–Alexander!” Dan clutched his wrist weakly as his eyes reddened from the pain. ” Don’t you know

that I’m with Harry Chesire and Tony Coglione from Province Town? They now have a rule on Ol‘

Mare!” he hissed. “If you touch me now, they’ll come

after you tomorrow!”

Dan was a thug after all. He was used to bloody fights. He still held it together up till that point. Tony

and Harry were his final card up his sleeve.

“Harry Chesire? Who the hell is he?” Alexander looked at Dan and said quietly. “As one of the bosses

of the underworld in Ol‘ Mare, not only did you not get stronger, but you also became someone else’s

lapdog instead. You’re no ‘boss‘ at all! I’ll let you live today, though. You better sit still like the crippled

man you are.”

George, who was next to Alexander, snickered. He took one step forward and raised.

his leg.

Crack!

“No–argh!”

shriek rang out. Dan’s perfect left arm was crushed badly under

arm

away. He ignored Dan and

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bottom of Mount St. Frost in

with a few mansions scattered around. They were

not long ago, so there were not many residents in the

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In the living room, a private

profusely. “You’re terribly injured. The surgery

to recuperate

in strenuous

Harry gritted his teeth,

how William took less than half

limp at the Ol‘ Mare Stadium. His own surgery, however, took six hours.

after being put on anesthesia, that he shuddered. There was

left with a disability,

“Fuck you, Alexander Kane!”

send the doctor off before anger overwhelmed him

everything ready? I can’t wait any longer. We’ll leave right away! We’ll first kill George,

then Patrick and his family! I

them all dead!”

quickly took a step forward. “Boss,

explosion

few dozen meters away from the living room, the huge gates of the mansion were

least a few hundred kilograms, yet it

outside the living room.

“George Severn, Ray, and…Alexander!”

was already by the door, leading about 20 skilled fighters. He glared at all three

look for you, yet you’ve already sent yourself to our