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Dan wailed miserably as his wrist broke and his bones pierced through his flesh. He
was in excruciating pain.
The escort behind him was so terrified that her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
“A–Alexander!” Dan clutched his wrist weakly as his eyes reddened from the pain. ” Don’t you know
that I’m with Harry Chesire and Tony Coglione from Province Town? They now have a rule on Ol‘
Mare!” he hissed. “If you touch me now, they’ll come
after you tomorrow!”
Dan was a thug after all. He was used to bloody fights. He still held it together up till that point. Tony
and Harry were his final card up his sleeve.
“Harry Chesire? Who the hell is he?” Alexander looked at Dan and said quietly. “As one of the bosses
of the underworld in Ol‘ Mare, not only did you not get stronger, but you also became someone else’s
lapdog instead. You’re no ‘boss‘ at all! I’ll let you live today, though. You better sit still like the crippled
man you are.”
George, who was next to Alexander, snickered. He took one step forward and raised.
his leg.
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“No–argh!”
Another shriek rang out. Dan’s perfect left arm was crushed badly under George’s foot. Even if William
Abbott treated him, his arm would no longer function.
“Let’s go.” Alexander looked away. He ignored Dan and said, “Let’s head to the next target. St. Frost
Mansion in the Western suburbs, Harry Chesire.”
At that moment, at the bottom of Mount St. Frost in the Western suburbs of Ol‘ Mare.
This area was newly developed in Ol‘ Mare with a few mansions scattered around. They were only
done not long ago, so there were not many residents in the area.
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“Enough, Mister Chesire.” In the living room, a private doctor was carefully
wrapping Harry in bandages, sweating profusely. “You’re terribly injured. The surgery can only set the
bones. You’ll need to recuperate for at least three months.
Don’t engage in strenuous exercise.”
Harry gritted his teeth,
He saw how William took less than half an hour to cure that stupid cripple Patrick
Chesire’s limp at the Ol‘ Mare Stadium. His own surgery, however, took six hours. He was in so much
pain, even after being put on anesthesia, that he shuddered. There was a good chance he was going
to be left with a disability, too.
“Fuck you, Alexander Kane!”
Harry instructed his men to send the doctor off before anger overwhelmed him with a string of curses.
“Is everything ready? I can’t wait any longer. We’ll leave right away! We’ll first kill George, then
Alexander, then Patrick and his family! I want
them all dead!”
Tony quickly took a step forward. “Boss, our brothers-”
A loud explosion rang out!
A few dozen meters away from the living room, the huge gates of the mansion were blown open. The
gates were at least a few hundred kilograms, yet it swung open and flew off its frame, landing right
outside the living room.
“George Severn, Ray, and…Alexander!”
Tony was already by the door, leading about 20 skilled fighters. He glared at all three of them and
barked, “I haven’t even gone to look for you, yet you’ve already sent yourself to our doorstep. You
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Harry’s hand was wrapped in bandages, but it did not affect him piloting his wheelchair. He looked at
Alexander and the others from the living room he was in
and yelled, “Move out of my way!”
Tony and his men moved aside.
Harry was the boss no matter how maimed he was. He still had a terrifying aura, and
everyone still revered him.
“Alexander, have you caught wind of something? Have you come to accept your demise?”
Harry drove the wheelchair forward with a smirk. “I might be no match for you when I was fighting you
alone in that cripple’s house, but right now…
“Everyone, take him down!”
The fighters immediately pounced. Their speed was much faster than any ordinary thug.
In less than three seconds, they surrounded Alexander, George, and Ray.
“Let’s talk first.” Alexander did not even look at them. He glanced at Harry and said, First, I’m here to
tell you that Ol‘ Mare will decide its own fate. It isn’t something Province Town or Kingstown could
interfere in. No one gets a say.”
Alexander continued. “Second, you yelled at my parents–in–law the last time at Belmont Hill even
before finding out the truth. I’m really curious as to how you made a name for yourself in Province Town
with such a low IQ. Neil Chesire tricked you, Harry. Can you be any more stupid?”
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