His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0260

About half an hour later, along the coastal outskirts of Ol’ Mare, a Falcon-wing fighter jet from the north

came to a slow stop in front of Alexander.

“My lord!” At the cockpit entrance, Maxine, dressed in military attire, bowed deeply to Alexander. “I lead

the special operations combat team, ordered to come. All information has been sealed off, and there

will be no leaks!”

“Very well.” Alexander entered the cockpit and stared at the pilot’s seat in front. He commanded,

“Activate the army satellite and locate Patrick’s phone, even if by force. I want to know the last location

before his phone shuts down.”

In the cockpit, two decisive pilots responded loudly in less than two minutes. “Reporting, my lord. Mr.

Chesire’s last location before the shutdown was Cabros Province, Southwick, Briand City!”

Alexander wasted no time, a slow exhale escaped his lips.

“Depart!”

Across the ocean, in Southwick, Cabros Province, Briand City…

The flames of war raged.

Patrick sat in the back of a pickup truck, his head covered with a black hood, hands bound behind him.

Surrounded by the sound of bullets, he trembled in fear.

“Boss, we got him here!” Two fierce thugs, one on each side, brought Patrick down from the truck and

pushed him into a nearby shabby house. Shouting at a burly man with a beard, they said, “This is the

guy, wearing a watch worth over fifty thousand. He’s definitely a rich man!”

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man was the leader of the Blackthorn organization, nicknamed ‘Vulture’. He

and a cigar in his mouth. He shouted at Patrick, “Arlosi, saturion,

the local language,

developed when, in the 16th century, Horizon Reach Company

It was a language

people worldwide. Patrick could not

Patrick turned to look at the sturdy thug escorting

Is he going to kill me?

have money at home!”

in English. He

up

tomorrow and globally broadcast

black before him. Only one

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my good son-in-law, I’m afraid I won’t make it back

my granddaughter Olivia. The

“My lord, it’s here!”

hours later, the sky neared complete darkness. About three kilometers from

shrouded in smoke, Alexander clutched his phone. He

on the screen,

last known location of his

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kilometers northwest is Briand City. They likely

the northwest. In the dim night, he observed

the Special Operations Team infiltrate

a low profile, and wait for my

and 24 special forces

a moment, deleted all the confidential content

proceeded alone

toward Briand City.

later, he approached the

Boom!

him, a fist-sized crater suddenly appeared,

and dust.

were deployed in the distance,

above his head and shouted, “I’m unarmed. I’m