Chapter 0144

The bullet tore through the air with lethal speed.

However, Alexander was quicker..

As Sean’s finger squeezed the trigger, Alexander swiftly jerked his head to the side

and stepped forward, his form blurring like a mirage..

The nightclub erupted in gasps as Alexander seemed to vanish and reappear in

front of Sean. Alexander’s hand grabbed Sean by the throat, hoisting him into the air

as if he weighed nothing.

Simultaneously, a decorative flower basket in the hall’s corner exploded into a shower of petals, the

bullet’s intended target then a cloud of fluttering color.

“No, this can’t be!”

Sean’s bulky frame flailed in Alexander’s iron grip, his legs thrashing and his screams tearing through

the chaos.

Had Alexander just dodged a bullet? His movement was a blur, his reflexes outpacing the speeding

lead, his actions as swift as lightning.

It was a scene straight out of a blockbuster film, unfolding in stark reality. How was

that even possible?

“Sean.”

Alexander ignored the stunned onlookers and glared at Sean. His voice was a sharp blade. “I spared

you back at Wakefield, but you learned nothing. You dared to kidnap my family, to sell them like chattel.

“There are sins even the heavens forgive, but the sins of a man like you… They’re unforgivable. You’ve

sealed your fate.”

shut. A sickening crack echoed through the

bulged in terror as

mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at few times

out and

“Hmph!”

Alexander tossed Sean’s lifeless

bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing

Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble,

as your

glance at Tommy cowering on

in his arms–walked out

presence. The crowd was

was far from

incident at Youphoria Nightclub spread

among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘

squirming with unease.

in the opulent rooftop suite

Tommy said, his face dark with worry as

gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern Wyverna

made a name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew all on his own, and now he’s made

have any

fell into

streets have been buzzing with too much action.

a former mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old

his hand, and their shady businesses were cleaning up their

breakneck speed.

was Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a peep,

Alexander’s game.

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moves were flashing a neon sign

untouchable force of nature.

the son–in–law of Patrick, the

hitters, there

clouds “I visited

Who knew the guy could sidestep

of our league trying to take him

weight of the room

words like they were made of lead.

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