Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 73 Colorful centipede

Boom, boom!

Jim made a move without hesitation, and his momentum was extremely terrible. He stepped on the ground repeatedly, and his every step could make a deep footprint on the ground.

His fists were seemingly as tough as steel, rotating on Alice with a great power, and she retreated back for a while.

Everyone wondered, ‘Is this the power of a martial artist?”

All people’s pupils constricted.

Leo was also ashamed of himself. He was supported by the King of Horizon, or he would have to give up everything in Southern River as knowing how powerful Jim martial skill was.

The power of a martial artist was incomparable and terrible But.

What Duke of Southern River and others could not figure out was that why did this killer of Shadow Pavilion

help them?

In a twinkling of an eye.

The two fighters have been fighting for more than ten rounds.

Jim was powerful and strong, like a bull colliding, and his each punch carried a terrible force.

But Alice was flexible and light. After losing several times, she did not confront Jim face to face. Instead, she wisely chose to wear him out for a long time, making the battle between them deadlocked.

Bang!

There was another confrontation.

When Jim’s fist hit Alice, she retreated as usual, and handing the bayonet, she tried to find an opportunity to attack him.

Jim thought to himself, “The killer of Shadow Pavilion is really hard to fight with!”

Jim’s face turned ugly.

If Alice confronted with him head-on, she would definitely be crushed by him, but she just kept avoiding and circuitous in a faster speed than him, so that he was unable to use his strength. He was really depressed.

If the situation went on in this way, he would die sooner or later.

the early

only attack with punches and feet. He would lose internal strength every

even if he fight head-on, he could not fight

this was Alice’s

eyes flashed a trace of malice. After he failed to blew her again, he suddenly turned his fist into a palm, from which

Alice was shocked

”

is not at the level of a master, is he? How can he use his internal strength

Soon Alice exclaimed, “Centipede!”

of a martial artist, but a colorful centipede with a pair of blood colored wings, which

face turned pale,

gloomy face, “Why don’t you

important organ of his precious son. How he wished he could cut her

pieces!

end, she escaped. It must take a

me for the antidote sooner or

felt a

his palm, and showed a shocking blood hole. The colorful centipede

back along

showed pain throughout the

the other side was also shocked, but he didn’t ask more. He was very proud that his little brother

such a powerful weapon.

back into his body, Jim’s painful expression disappeared. Then he walked up to Paul and

my colorful centipede and

Jim sneered.

killer of the Shadow Pavillon was the

ground and twitched. His nose was blue and his face was swollen, so could hardly speak, but his eyes

take him back to prison first, and intended to torture

Before leaving.

so-called backer is a piece of garbage in my eyes. Remember, from now on, I, Jim, am the heaven in

laughed wildly

Paul had not been so stubborn, Jim would have disdained

raised his chin, like a rooster who won the

and at this time, Jim, a martial art, has returned, so it

made a right choice to

prominent, aren’t you? No matter how good you