His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0514 How could a third-rate family possibly possess 60 powerful martial artists? 'It seemed my earlier speculation was indeed correct. The Jentsch family must have another source of support..." Alexander's expression remained unchanged as he paid no attention to the 60 bodyguards. His gaze remained fixed on Harper's face as he spoke lightly, "I gave you a chance earlier, and it still stands. Tell me, who is pulling the strings behind the scenes?" "Of course, you can choose not to speak. I have ways to find out. 1f the Jentsch family is willing to be a I

scapegoat, I don't mind taking the opportunity to eradicate your family completely!" This lad might actually have some ability to be able to face the bodyguards of the six major families and still dare to be so audacious.

Harper stared at Alexander, rapidly weighing the pros and cons in his I mind. On one side were the six major families; on the other, the arrogant youngster of unknown origin.

The foundation on which their Jentsch family survived had always been to play it safe, never to make enemies easily! "Mister Jentsch, why are you hesitating?!" Among the 60 powerful bodyguards, a burly man spoke ¢ oldly, I "You're actually intimidated by a brat

with us here?" "What's the matter? Does the position of a second-class aristocratic family no longer interest your Jentsch family? Or are you afraid of this kid and planning to retreat in the face of battle, becoming an indecisive fence- sitter?" Umm...

determination surging in his heart, he pointed at Alexander and roared, "Capture this kid for me!

six family heads for disposal!" Rumble! The 60 bodyguards surged forward like tigers descending from

riot batons

raining down a frenzy

heads? Harper, you're quite clever!" Alexander smiled faintly,

concrete factory floor burst with a resounding crack, sending a flurry of sand and gravel flying violently like high-speed bullets fired from a sniper rifle, piercing through the bodies of the

the air as bodies flung into

up and down, and he was trembling like a