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.

a small skirmish was hardly a challenge for Alexander. With a swift step, he moved to protect Amber and Coral, placing them behind him. His hands traced an arc in the air and, with a subtle tremor,

The Remote Strike.

bystanders. However, Alexander's mystical Remote Strike, precise as a homing missile, left Amber and Coral unscathed, with the

flying by an unseen force, their screams piercing the air

owner was petrified, his lips quivering uncontrollably as he

was fear in its purest form. He was genuinely

to toe, his legs

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 was impassive, and he disappeared from where he

bouncing on the ground, ending

his original spot in a blink, his

you've been tailing us since we got off the

trying to strong-arm us into a sale— where do you get the nerve? Out with it!" Carson was too

cahoots with local merchants, fleecing tourists left and right. With the shadowy backing of Coconut Wind Island's big

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

Shaking, he pointed at Alexander and the two women, his teeth rattling like a pair of dice in a cup. "You might be tough, but you can't keep those