Chapter 0311
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Marcus‘ entire body jolted..
Before Alexander could say anything, Marcus‘ cries intensified compared to before. “Miss Briers, isn’t
Mister Kane your friend?! You can decide on this matter!
“My life is in your hands, Miss Briers. Please spare me a way out, I beg you!” He continued to cry and
bow, his forehead brutally colliding with the ground, creating an instant mess of blood and flesh.
“If apologies were effective, why bother with fists?” At this moment, Alexander had approached Wanda.
He
looked down at Marcus as if observing a beggar seeking mercy. “These were your words, right? I’m not
mistaken, am 12”
Marcus cried uncontrollably on the ground, regretting his words to Alexander more than ever. His regret
was
not for offending Wanda but for speaking harshly to Alexander.
If he had known Alexander’s strength was so terrifying, he would not have confronted him head–on.
Instead, he would have returned to the Ledger family’s main mansion, gathered all the family’s experts,
and faced
Alexander with overwhelming numbers.
“Mister Kane, Miss Briers!”
Though he thought this way, he dared not speak it aloud. Marcus cried and howled, slapping himself on
the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtface, causing his skin to nearly break. “As long as you both show mercy, the Ledger family is willing to
compensate! Money, luxury cars, villas, yachts… Whatever you want!
“For the love of god, please spare me my life. I truly know my mistake!” Marcus pleaded desperately.
Zabaleta’s…Ledger family.
A slight tremor ran through Wanda’s heart, and her pretty face finally showed some change.
Marcus indeed suffered a great loss, and even the seemingly formidable ‘Yorgos Lacher‘ was easily
killed with
a single finger by Sir Kane. Still, what about the Ledger family?
In Zabaleta, the Ledger family was one of the three major clans, controlling a vast financial empire–
worth
trillions. Their security personnel and bodyguards were countless, closely connected with numerous
domestic
martial arts schools.
Even if Sir Kane could defeat one martial artist, what about ten, a hundred, or a thousand? No matter
how
skilled Alexander was, he could not possibly win.
“Sir Kane.” Thinking of this, Wanda bit her lip and turned to look at Alexander. She murmured, “Mister
Marcus is sincerely apologetic. If he’s willing to repent, maybe we should give him a chance. As for this
matter… We can just drop it.”
“Drop it?” Marcus‘ face lit up with joy. He bowed repeatedly to Alexander and Wanda, expressing his
gratitude. “Thank you both for your mercy! I will definitely reform and never dare to act recklessly again,
I promise!”
While seemingly admitting his mistake, in reality, each time he bowed, a cold and murderous intent
seemed to
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One must bow their head when under someone else’s roof.
Given the slightest opportunity, he vowed to dismember that damned Alexander and that wretched
woman into a thousand pieces.
“Whether you live or die makes no difference to me.” Alexander turned away, avoiding eye contact with
Wanda and not even spare a glance for Marcus. With his back to the entire villa, he calmly said,
“Today, I spare your life. Remember, if you dare to commit wrongdoing again, there’s only one path for
you–death.
“Most importantly, for the rest of your life, you are forbidden from setting foot in Ol‘ Mare. Otherwise,
there will
be no mercy.”
Ol‘ Mare…
Marcus‘ heart skipped a beat. He got up from the ground, turned, and looked at the pale–faced
Andrew, along
with Hec and Hunter. He roared. “Who provoked Mister Kane in Ol‘ Mare? Come out!”
Hec and Hunter exchanged glances, quickly lowered their heads, and remained silent.
“Mister Marcus…”
Andrew gritted his teeth, sighed inwardly, and slowly approached Alexander. Kneeling on one knee, he
spoke with a suppressed voice, “Please forgive me, Mister Kane. I acted on my own when I went to Ol‘
Mare and attempted to take Miss Briers. It has nothing to do with Mister Marcus.”
“You son of a b*tch!” Marcus picked up an alloy steel knife from the bodies of eight bodyguards and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcursed at Andrew. “You dare to act recklessly and secretly went to Ol‘ Mare to provoke Mister Kane?
Keeping you alive is a disaster! It’s not worth sparing your life!”
Marcus swung the knife down, clearly intending to kill Andrew on the spot.
Andrew did not evade, allowing the knife to fall. The blade was clamped between the shoulder blades,
and his right shoulder was split open, blood gushing out with a splash!
He had practiced energy transformation. Even if he did not resist, it was impossible for Marcus to kill
him with one strike. He paid no attention to the pain in his body, but his heart felt like it had plunged into
an icehouse.
‘Mister Kane has spared Mister Marcus, yet he still wants to kill me? Is this the case of the clever hare
getting cooked and the loyal dog being slaughtered? It seems I’m not even worth as much as a dog to
Mister Marcus.”
“Damn, your bones are really tough!” Failing to kill Andrew with one strike, Marcus‘ anger surged. He
pulled
back the blade and struck again.
This time, it was not aimed at the shoulder but at the head instead. Blood gushed from the top of
Andrew’s
head, staining his face and neck entirely in red.
Another swing, and another…
In the blink of an eye, he had slashed a dozen times.
“Your name is Andrew?”
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Ten meters away, Alexander had already walked out of the villa entrance. Along with Wanda and
others, he entered the Porsche. Looking through the car window at the blood–soaked Andrew, he
chuckled faintly. “Interesting.” Having said that, the Porsche slowly started, speeding toward of Ol‘
Mare.