His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0256

‘As good as dead’?

The moment Alexander’s challenge hit the air, Leandro laughed maniacally, wild and unrestrained.

There he stood, the proud second son of the Jackman dynasty, not even thirty and already ranked

eighty-third among the Chart of Fighters.

Even the seasoned fighters of the northern realms felt small in his shadow. Since his youth, he had

been the

golden boy, one of the mightiest in his powerful clan.

The Jackman family was a northern powerhouse thanks to bruisers like him and, of course, his own

iron-fisted

ways.

“It’s been ages since anyone’s had the guts to talk big in front of me!”

Leandro’s laughter faded, and he eyed Alexander with a sneer. “So, I hear you’re the one who took

down the Ellis family and brought the Hart dynasty to its knees?

“Let me clue you in: Next to my Jackman family, those families are small fry, not even worth

mentioning!

“Think you can mess with the Ellis and Harts and then step to the Jackman family? You’re dreaming!

And it’s

not just you-even the mighty New Chesire Group is just a bug waiting to be squashed under the

Jackman

boot!”

Alexander just shook his head, slow and deliberate.

the chit-chat. There was no point in wasting more words on the so-called

had

and

the picture, Ol’ Mare, Woolpackton, Tormora-all those

mine for

the taking!”

wider, his hands a blur

first. Then tomorrow, Amber… But before she

beauty.

wait to savor that,”

lunged forward, ready

the Chart of Fighters, a force more daunting than

as he launched his attack, his figure turned

invisible force, creating a sharp, metallic

Quicker than a flash.

might as well have

With a speed that defied sight, he struck

with a claw-like blow.

eighty-third? Nothing but an empty

remained unshaken, his right thumb leisurely

Leandro’s

1/3

a paradox-slow to the eye, yet swift

see the move clearly but

action that preempted the

shattering the whole.

onlookers, Alexander’s finger was like a pre-set trap. Leandro’s palm,

The clash was like metal on metal, a chilling

came a sharp hiss, and

any ordinary metal, was impaled by Alexander’s lone finger,

blood

spectacle that covered

“Bro. Brother!”

then stared with eyes wide, his face a mask

was not just Matthew. The Jackman family’s three bodyguards, and even Asher

all struck dumb, shivering uncontrollably. Their hearts pounded