Chapter 142
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Chapter 0142
âYou're Tommy Lind? The boss of this club7â
Alexander ignored everyone else. He stared at Tommy intently and said coldly, Iâm not going to waste my breath or time. Hand
over my wife and daughter! Donât ever doubt my power. I could kill you as easily as slaughtering a chicken!â
Everyone gasped. Their eyes widened in disbelief.
How could Alexander equate killing Tommy to slaughtering a chicken? Did he lose his mind? Did he know that he was in
Woolpackton? Not a small town like Olâ Mare?
Tommy Lind was the king of the underworld of Woolpackton!
âYou've hurt my son, and now you claim you want to kill me?â At that moment,
Tommy had already walked over to his son.
He bent down to check on his sonâs injury before looking at Alexander with a
murderous gaze.
âOkay, then. I wanted to deal with you after the auction, but since youâre so eager to
die, I'll give you what you want!â
Tommy yelled at the stage, âMister Posey, Iâd like to ask you for a favor. Alexander
Kane must die today!â
Almost all the guests stood up and looked at the stage excitedly at the mention of
Mister Posey.
He was the true number one in the underworld of Woolpackton. Tommy spent
almost half of his income to appease him.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Mister Posey was Tommy's final card up his sleeve. As long as Mister Posey was alive and
kicking, no one could touch Tommy
âDon't be too cocky, boy.â An old man came on stage with his hands behind his back.
He looked like he was in his sixties.
He was really skinny. His eyes were rather milky as well, yet they sparkled. He
walked at a moderate pace. His even steps, however, seemed to send small shocks
onto the floor when he walked. Chills tan down peopleâs backs!
âYou're so old, yet you're still a lapdog!â Alexanderâs gaze narrowed. âSean Winston has kidnapped my wife and daughter and
handed them to Tommy Lind to be auctioned off. Hand them over right now, and bring me Sean Winston for me to deal
with! My patience is running thin. This is the final warning!â
Mister Posey still had his hand behind his back. He ignored Alexanderâs final
warning. He slowly walked over to Alexander and stopped three meters away from
him.
Then, he raised his arms and clenched his fists tightly.
Crack! Crack!
His knuckles cracked.
His hands were like the talons of a hawk. His nails glowed a faint shade of gold. It was just like the talonâs hand that had been
recorded in ancient manuals. The skin on his hand was extremely rough, and some parts had been completely blackened. It was
a terrifying sight to behold.
âI do not care about your wife or daughter, or whoever that Sean Winston is.â Mister Posey looked at Alexander proudly. âAll I
know is that as long as Iâm here, you canât
cause any trouble!â
Then, his gaze darkened. âYou called me a lapdog, didnât you? I'll make you understand that everything you say has a price to
pay!â
Mister Posey attacked. He was quick like a savage hawk, his talons aimed for Alexanderâs chest. He was clearly a great fighter.
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Alexander. His talons were an inch
away from Alexander!
âYou stubbornly refused the chance I gave, so you die. Now!â
Alexander had lost all his patience. He bellowed and reached out his right hand.
Crack!
Alexanderâs hand was like a bolt of lightning. He avoided Mister Poseyâs talons and
grabbed him by the neck. Then, he threw Mister Posey to the ground like a rag doll.
Slam!
The marble floor in the hall cracked instantly as Mister Poseyâs head exploded. His
brains flew all over. Some even splashed onto the guests.
Just one move.
In just mere seconds, the intimidating Mister Posey was rendered a headless corpse.
Everyone was horrified. The more cowardly ones were so frightened that they
started vomiting.
This scene was too gory.
Alexander was not a human!
âI won't repeat what I said once more.â Alexander had a thick air of murderous
intent. He glared at Tommy.
âHand my wife and daughter over, and bring me Sean Winston! If not, be prepared to