His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0646 The man hit the ground hard, and Alexander's words hung in the air like steel. The shops, the stalls, the tourists—all fell into a deathly hush.

Eyes were glued to Alexander's hand, then to the red mark on the man's cheek, to the blood and broken teeth spilling from his lips...

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

It was sudden, shocking, and utterly unexpected.

Moments before, it seemed to everyone that the trio—one man and two women—who refused to buy the necklace were about to face a major setback. However, in an astonishing twist, the man lashed out with a fearless slap that sent the suited man soaring through the air.

Strength was not lacking, but there on Coconut Wind Island, those folks were no easy targets.

"You think you can cause trouble here, kid?!" The stall owner, taken aback at first, quickly turned menacing. He jabbed a finger at Alexander's nose and roared, "Come on, guys, do not just stand there. Let's take him down! Cut this guy to pieces, and keep the girls—we'll bring them to the boss!" With a rustling surge, more than 20 men in suits lunged from all sides, brandishing rubber clubs, daggers, and sabers at Alexander's head,

intent on taking him down right there and then.

Then there were Amber and Coral.

In the nearby crowd, a handful of men in suits crept closer to the two women without drawing attention. Once they were within striking distance, they pounced, ready to snatch them away.

With a swift step, he moved to protect Amber and Coral, placing them behind him. His hands

The Remote Strike.

However, Alexander's mystical Remote Strike, precise as a homing missile, left Amber and Coral unscathed, with the surrounding crowd feeling nothing more

suits were sent flying by an unseen force, their screams piercing the air as they crashed to the ground. Blood spilled from their mouths as

This can't be..." The middle-aged stall owner was petrified, his lips quivering

was fear in its purest form. He was genuinely terrified, his words I jumbled in his

but his body betrayed him. He was shaking from head to toe, his legs twitching wildly, and a warm wetness spread in his pants. He had been

going to die. Killing you would just make my hands dirty." Alexander stepped forward, his gaze icy as he stared down the stall owner. "You tried to rip me off, your eyes darting around. When I refused to buy the necklace, you quickly looked away, signaling our tour guide. Are you two working together?" A buzz filled the stall owner's head. He glanced instinctively at Carson among the crowd, his words faltering, "No, no, that's not—I..." In a flash, Alexander's face

tumbling and bouncing on the

was back in his original spot in a blink, his

us since we got off the bus. Did you really

up with this vendor, trying to strong-arm us into a sale— where do you get the

merchants, fleecing tourists left and right.

out of a comic book, a one-man army. More than 30 goons swarmed him, and not

pair of dice in a cup. "You might be tough, but you can't keep those two ladies safe forever. We've got more than enough muscle on this island! "Our boss from Spring Sunshine, Wasyl Jurgensen, is here on