His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 255

Chapter 0255

As the story unfolded, time marched relentlessly on.

Outside Jackman’s Pharma, Matthew lay in a pool of his own blood. The gashes from Alexander’s

lethal cash

no longer bled, but his breaths were shallow and desperate.

Nearby, one of his four bodyguards was down to his last breaths too, his head a gruesome mess from

Alexander’s handiwork, flies buzzing in a frenzy that sent shivers down his spine.

“Kid, you…” Despite his fading strength, Matthew’s glare was murderous. “Don’t get cocky. My big

brother is on his way, and he’s a beast. Ranked eighty-three in the Chart of Fighters, he’ll take you out

with ease!

“To insult the Jackman family is to sign your death warrant. Even if you’re tough as nails, you’re a dead

man walking!”

Alexander stood a stone’s throw away indifferently, and he looked at Matthew like he was already a

goner.

To the average Joe, Matthew was untouchable royalty, the Jackman family’s golden boy. To Alexander,

the War Temple’s top dog, he was just another bug to squash.

The screech of tires ripped through the silence.

A sleek Maserati skidded to a halt in the plaza, and out stepped a smirking Leandro in his fancy Croc

shoes. He sauntered over.

Each step was measured, a perfect rhythm. He walked like a man charging up for battle, his presence

alone

enough to make even the toughest fighters think twice.

and not to be messed with, Leandro was a force of

sparkled with hope

his eyes, screaming, “Don’t bother talking, just kill him!

had the

this, to insult the Jackman family, he’s got to pay with

at his disgrace of

smirk. “So you’re the one

remained impassive as he calmly

Compensation?

my time on

growing

a finger. You must

energy transformation… Ha, the thought of taking

myself? I’ve got to admit, it’s kind

shaking

+15 BONOS

could finish, Asher next to him had gone ghostly white, shaking like a leaf in the face

Leandro’s

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

quivering. “Let’s just drop it, okay? We’ll

to Amber, and we won’t drag you into our village mess anymore. The Jackman

up north…

out of our

he spoke, he tried to pull Alexander away,

Alex? Amber?

up with recognition. “Oh!

the

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

as if his feet were planted in

straight at Leandro, he smiled and said, “So you knew it was me.

you, that makes things

together, his knuckles popping loudly as a visible swirl of white

surged

have a little talk with Amber,

Chesire

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