His Lordship Alexander Kane

“What a rare occasion this is. What made you think of me suddenly?” Nick said mischievously. George sneered. “I see you've gotten ballsy, Nick. How dare you mess with my projects!

“Listen up! Your men, all thirty-eight of them, are with me. Bring me seven and a half million dollars in exchange for them. If not, lll break

their arms!” Nick was stunned. That was George Severn’s project? That bastard Neil got him in trouble again!

“Hey, this is all a misunderstanding. There’s been a mix-up! That bastard Neil Chesire paid me to do this and left out a lot of details. | didn’t know it was your project!”

Nick gulped and apologized, “If | knew it was your project, | wouldn’t have dared to get involved!”

George said curtly. “Seven and a half million, or the arms of your men. Your choice!”

“Mister Severn, why don’t | treat you to a feast at the Seaside Grand Hotel as an apology?”

George’s expression darkened. He sneered. “Are you trying to negotiate with me? Do you know who you've offended?”

The baffled Nick smiled apologetically. “I’m guessing he must be one of your friends? Could you help a brother out? Be the peace negotiator-”

George gave him no chance to continue as he snapped, “Seven and a half million dollars, and not a penny less! If not, you can expect thirty -eight arms!”

George hung up immediately.

“Mister Severn, don’t hang up... Fuck!” Nick smashed his phone to the ground. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. “George Severn’s friend? I’m going to see just who in Ol’ Mare would dare to make me pay a ransom!”

At the construction site.

Alexander said to George on the phone, “Alright.”

Then, he slowly walked over to the 38 thugs.

“D-Don’t come any closer!”

“Y-You can’t kill us! Killing is illegal!”

The thugs looked terrified as they shiyered for dear life.

Kill? Alexander sneered. “You're just ants. Your death is pointless.”

They were the scum of the earth who only wreaked havoc on society. He could not be bothered with them.

“Come.” A dozen burly men rushed over when Alexander waved them over. They were all George’s men. They placed Nick’s men into the vans by the side.

The thugs were terrified to death, Some pissed their pants while some looked like their lives were flashing before their eyes. Some yelled at Alexander, while some berated Nick too.

“That man is a greedy, unappreciative bastard!”Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“We looked up to him as our elder brother, yet he won't even pay the ransom!”

“Mister Kane, have mercy on us!”

Alexander was expressionless. Since they dared to hurt the workers and offend the Lord of War, this was the price they had to pay.

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“Break off their arms, and send them back to NICK Panther! Alexander commanded before returning to the shed. Behind him, sounds of men wailing echoed in the skies. Arm after arm was snapped off. It was a bloody scene. The vans then quickly took off, taking those armless thugs back to the Imperial Bathhouse.

Back at the Imperial Bathhouse.

Nick glared at Neil. “Neil Chesire, explain yourself!”

“Are you mad?” Neil chuckled without a single care. “The project belongs to Chesire Group. George Severn is at most a collaborator. Are

you happy with this explanation?”

Nick slammed the table and barked, “I don’t care whose project this is. My men, all thirty-eight of them, are being held at the construction

site. George is demanding seven and a half million! Now what?!”

Nick sipped on his tea casually. His gaze gleamed condescendingly.

What should he do? His men were all useless; it had nothing to do with him!

Right at this moment, one of Nick’s men ran inside looking horrified, “Something bad has happened, Boss. Our brothers—are all crippled!”

What? Nick sprang up. His eyes reddened as he grabbed his subordinate by the collar. “Say that one more time!”

The subordinate shuddered and stuttered, “Y...You didn’t pay the ransom, Boss, so t-their limbs were chopped off. Some even lost their

legs...”

“Bastard!”

Nick punched the wall. His brothers-in-arms were all crippled!

Even if they went through an expensive surgery, they would still be disabled. They would no longer be of any use to him.

Nick’s gaze gleamed with violence as he gruffly replied, “Send them to the hospital and give them a thousand dollars each. They'll have to

find another job.”

Nick’s subordinate was flabbergasted. He looked extremely disappointed, but he did not dare to say anything. He left and headed downstairs.

Was this how Nick Panther treated his subordinates? They risked their lives for him, yet all he did after they were crippled for his sake was compensate them a thousand dollars?

“Damn it! Damn it all!” Nick panted. His nails dug deeply into his palms.

He did not need to guess to know that his men were sorely disappointed. That bastard friend of George Severn’s was a monster! This time, he had lost miserably.