Chapter 0322

Decide? How should he decide?

Alexander never dealt with multiple–choice questions because he never needed to..

He paid no attention to the group of thugs around him, calmly focusing on Waldo. He said softly. “You u

were right about something. Time is limited. Our advertising shoot has been delayed for too long, so we

must save time from now on.”

Waldo was slightly startled, but he quickly understood and laughed heartily. “Save time? That’s right!

Have you made up your mind? Kneel and bow to me now. It won’t take any time at all, and I…

Alexander lifted his right foot, lightly stomped the beach beneath him, and uttered a single word,

“Leave!”

Under Alexander’s foot, countless fine sands shot out like shrapnel from a cannon, their speed

impossible to discern. They produced a sharp noise from rapid friction in the air. It took less than half a

second, and a deluge of sand fell upon Waldo and his gang.

They were sprawled on the ground.

They were not even martial artists, just street brawlers, and the sand pummeled their skin, tearing their

clothes into shreds. They screamed in pain, rolling on the ground in agony.

Waldo and the 27 thugs under him, Alexander dispatched them all with a single move, leaving no one

standing.

The six foreign models screamed, their shorts soaked in fear, evidently having wetted themselves.

questions?” Alexander’s gaze remained calm. He looked down at

and spoke softly, “Now I’ll give

employees by

bow, or die.

time is limited, and you have three seconds to

in blood, crying so hard he was

for over a decade

encountered

He could even kick up a literal mini

sand abrasion be? Their clothes were shredded, their

was on the verge

a human

man was simply not human. He was a monster, a devil,

such a terrifying

throat was almost hoarse, enduring the intense pain

right away! I’m

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said, “I’m not looking for just an apology. I want you

passed, the

words fell, his

raise his hand, Waldo was scared pale, no longer daring to

the sand and frantically bowed to

“I’m sorry. I was

boys be so unruly. I wasted these eyes!

and forgive my offense. I… I was

slamming his head against the ground.

skin split open, making the

“Mister Kane.”

and several employees were terrified by the scene before them,

forgiving them this time? They…have suffered

Suffered?

Alexander turned slowly, looking at Sheldon

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