Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 125 My Uncle is the Police Inspector

The young man with green hair was nailed to the table. He was first stunned and did not come to his senses until he saw the bright red liquid gushing out. Then he felt severe pain.

“Fuck! Bastard! How dare you pierce my hand! Kill him! Ah

The young man with green hair shouted in pain and furious. With a roar, several young men still in a daze beside him immediately reacted.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Almost simultaneously, they smashed the beer bottles and pointed at John angrily.

“Stop!”

When they were about to move, they suddenly heard a loud shout. Then they saw Hugh walking towards them with a majestic expression.

Hugh was drunk and dizzy, but he was shocked to sweat by the noise, and the alcohol in his body evaporated a lot.

He was usually easy-going, but now when he was angry, he naturally showed a sense of authority as a leader.

The young men were obviously frightened. They held the broken wine bottles and didn’t dare to move.

The green-haired man shouted angrily, “You cowards. What are you waiting for? Beat them. My uncle is the police inspector in this area. Don’t worry; He will cover us if things go wrong!”

“Humph! The police inspector, right? How powerful is your uncle? Why don’t you and ask him to come here right now? I’d like to see how he covers you!”

call your uncle

dare a police inspector be so bold

he learn any

the young men became even more cowardly. Holding the beer bottle in their hands, they didn’t

not their fault. They looked like a group of gangsters, but in fact,

the green-haired man before, as long as he told the other that his uncle was the police inspector, the other part would immediately be scared. How could someone like Hugh be scared

be

was that the young man who pierced their friend’s palm with a bamboo stick seemed to be very good at fighting. They didn’t see clearly how he

dare to

do anything for me, and it turned out that you’re a bunch of fucking good

that he immediately took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a

pierced my hand, and it’s still bleeding!

hell dares to hit my nephew? Didn’t you

just like the green-haired man, and both of them were full

didn’t believe me. They even asked me to call you over. Uncle, come here quickly. I’m in the Louis Grill. My hands are

right away. I’d like to see who dares to lay a finger on

it up to the maximum in order

grabbed the stick and turned it around, letting the

shop owner said worriedly, “Young man, thank you for your help. But we can’t defeat them. I will pay some money to them, and you

He sighed deeply.

but since he had heard the voice on the phone just now, he

here to eat, he could recognize his

green-haired man shouted, “Pay me some money? No way! I must put this guy into the police station today and give him