His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Tyler, of course, knew nothing of what had happened to the punks.

At that moment, 30 kilometers away in Wienna County, Tyler was lying next to the swimming pool of his

mansion with a sultry girl in his arms, eating imported mangoes. He was having the time of

his life.

“Tyler, when are you going to start the tourism project? Have the villagers taken care of it?” The sultry

girl lay on Tyler’s chest and giggled. “I heard a man called Tom from Fighter Valley has six acres of

land, but he just won’t sell it. You have to do something; you can’t keep dragging it out

like this.”

Tyler raised his eyebrows and gave a cold smile. Tom?

“You think I can’t handle a cripple and a blind woman?” Tyler took a bite of mango from the girl’s hand,

took his phone from his side and pouted his mouth with disdainful eyes. “Wait, I’ll call and ask. Jocob

Roth should’ve done it by now!”

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Tyler’s obese fingers tapped the phone screen a few times and called Jacob.

In less than five seconds, someone answered.

“Tyler!” Jacob’s voice came through vaguely on the phone. He sounded nervous. “I was just about to

tell you that something happened over at Tom’s side. Things are screwed up!”

Tyler’s expression changed slightly, then quickly returned to normal. He pushed away the girl in his

arms aside and asked coldly, “What’s going on? Speak up!”

Jacob’s voice was lowered on the other side of the phone, sounding cautious. “I didn’t think this matter

needed much caution and let Big Bob take his boys to do the deed, but then I heard that they got into

trouble. Big Bob’s tongue was cut off, and he died on the spot, while his remaining followers were all

seriously injured, with broken hands and feet! There’s more, there’s…”

There was more?

Tyler’s fat face sank as he said, “What else? Don’t stutter, say it!”

On the other end of the phone, Jacob confessed, “A–Also, the offenders were arrogant. They

demanded that you come to them in an hour or you’ll ‘suffer the consequences‘.”

Tyler’s silence was replaced by boisterous laughter.

Hilarious! It had been a long time since he had heard such a funny joke.

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Who in Wienna County dared to threaten him, Tyler? Who dared to warn him of the consequences if he

disobeyed? The audacity. These folks must have had a death wish!

“You said there were only two of them?” Tyler reached for his cell phone, the smile on his face

widening. “Weren’t they going to defend Tom? Tch. Alright, then. We’ll see.

“They killed Big Bob. Why would they think I won’t dare kill them? Bring your bulldozer and level the

land for me. I’ll be responsible if anyone gets killed! If there is an accident during construction, all we

have to do is pay a few dollars. Understood?”

With that, Tyler hung up the phone.

Bulldozers, leveling the land, and construction accidents…

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Jacob’s mind was racing. He looked down at a couple of punks lying on the stretcher, moaning

constantly. Suddenly, he shouted, “Come on guys, drive the bulldozer and come with me!”

On the other side of Fighter Valley…

Ciro and Cian’s urns had been buried in the public cemetery of Fighter Valley. The cemetery was filled

with graves of all sizes. The surrounding pines and cypresses stood tall, and the forest wind

whistled.

“Mister, I am sorry for your loss.” Tom’s wife was not there, so Alexander was allowed to speak freely.

He looked visibly pained as he held Tom’s arm and whispered, “I will arrange a place for you both to

live in Ol‘ Mare.

“Someone will take care of you so you can both enjoy your retirement. With this, Ciro and Cian can

rest in peace.”

Tom cried aggrievedly in front of the graves. His frail body bent slightly, his voice muffled by his crying.

“Mr. Kane, I appreciate your good intentions. We’ve never been to the city in our lives, we’re happy to

retire here. We can still live in the old house, I—”

All of a sudden, a man in his fifties from his village ran toward them with his hand grasping a

small bench. Panting as he ran, he shouted, “Tom, hurry. Go home, quickly! Your house is being

bulldozed!”

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