His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 654

Chapter 0654 Quinto was a man of action.

In no time at all, he rallied his forces —over 120 strong, including 30- odd vital energy fighters and three martial arts Grandmasters. They gathered in the West Coast corridor, piled into two tour buses and six vans. Under the veil of night, they raced toward the Coconut Wind Hotel.

Meanwhile, at the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel.

Wasyl perched on the rooftop balcony, night-vision goggles in hand, his gaze locked on the street below. A muscle in his jaw twitched as he spoke, "Mister Kane, you were right—they've shown up! ""Two buses, six vans, all packed with Quinto's goons!" They were really asking for trouble...

Alexander, standing by Wasyl's side, cast a composed look down at the street and murmured, "I'll handle this, give Quinto a taste of his own medicine. You keep an eye on Amber and Coral." Without waiting for a reply, Alexander made his way down the balcony stairs.

Half a minute later...

The buses and vans came to a sudden halt in front of the hotel, doors flinging open. Over 120 people spilled out. Some stood guard, others charged into the hotel. They moved with precision, clearly well- trained.

They were ready for a fight, armed with sabers, rubber clubs, and daggers, storming the lobby without a second thought.

"Run for it!" "Quinto's thugs!" "Save yourselves!" The lobby erupted into chaos as tourists scattered in terror and hotel guests shook with fear, scrambling back to their rooms to hide under beds, too scared to make a sound.

Silence fell over the hotel.

the pack, a martial arts Grandmaster, gripped his

bystanders are freaking out,

with Alexander, what's the plan for those two women?" The women? Amber, the big shot General Manager of New Chesire Group,

wind gnawing at

the work, so Jet's give them a little reward with those two women. Let them have their fun." Quinto

the connection. He turned to the horde of over 100 members behind him, sliced

and bring back those two women for a hell

a menacing air, quickly pinpointed Alexander's swanky suite on the

hummed in unison, ferrying the mob upwards in two waves, an unstoppable force surging to the top floor without a single soul daring to

elevator doors

"What the...?"

at the front locked his gaze on a

There he was.

Alexander.

casually perched in an office chair behind the top floor's service desk, a cup of coffee in

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