Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 142 Go to Branton Family alone

In the State of New York.

In Branton Family.

Everyone came one after another.

Lester and Sara also arrived.

They heard that Carlos’s car was smashed, and the other party also said that he would come to their house tonight, so they rushed back to the base camp.

‘Let’s see who is so bold!’

After listening to his son’s description,Barron flew into a rage, “what an arrogant boy! I’d like to see how he took your legs and feet in front of our family!”

Carlos said, “Dad, judging from the power of that boy smashing the roof, he should be a martial artist. Should we ask Uncle Tristan for help?”

Barron shook his head and said, “in order to get you out, he has already helped a lot. I’m sorry to bother him this time. Go to find Alan. He is always greedy. Give him some money and invite him to

come here.”

Carlos hesitated for a moment and said, “but I heard that Alan’s arm seemed to be cut off a few

days ago.”

“Humph!”

Barron snorted, “as long as Alan’s strength is there, even if one of his arms is broken, so what? As you just said, that kid is only in his twenties, how can he be strong? Ask Alan to come over and deal

with him.”

“Yes, sir.”

Carlos nodded and immediately set out to find Alan. He sneered in his heart, John, I’d like to see

you cripple my

the members of Branton

the hell is

and said, “how could I know? I’ll know it

Soon.

The night fell.

waiting quietly, but when eight o’clock in the evening,

he say that on purpose to

it was

wait until night? And he also said that he would take off Carlos’s legs in front of everyone in the

in Branton Family clan thought that Carlos might have been

accepted the reward and can’t return it to you. Besides, I

was broken, the dignity of the martial artist was still there, and his words made the people of Branton

it! What the hell are you

as he finished

in and said, “there is a

bike.”

flashed with a fierce light. “It must be that guy. Let him in. Today I will

him die here!”

heart skipped a beat, and they

“Could it be… John?”

there was a grudge between them, but he didn’t tell them

that a young man rode a bike to come here, the first person they thought

was John.

to look out of the gate. When he saw the figure getting clearer and clearer, his ominous premonition was finally

It was indeed John.

Carlos and other people and became

A moment later.

had ever made since he

the gate of the yard, waved his hand and shouted anxiously to John, “brother John,

position in Branton Family, and he couldn’t even say a word in usual.

that useless son-in-law today?