Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 223 Angela’s master

“Angela, you stay here. I’ll deal with the four bastards.”

“No, John, we have to follow the principles of the Immortal Morality. No matter how powerful our opponents are, we should escape first. Only when we can’t escape can we fight back.”

“What? Escape? Is it too late for me to quite the Immortal Morality now?”

“You wanna be a traitor?”

John didn’t reply.

Their conversation reached the ears of the four people of Demonism. Being humiliated like this, their faces distorted with anger. “Are you making fun of us, you asshole?” They roared.

Asshole?

John’s face darkened. He threw the principles behind and rushed toward the four men in an instant,

Slap!

He raised his hand, a flash of green lightning shot out from his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the body of one man twisted and then turned into dusts without any residue.

“He’s a cultivator!”

The remaining men turned pale with fright. John moved so fast that they couldn’t even see where he was. They looked around, their eyes full of horror.

They didn’t expect that this young man would be a powerful cultivator!

They were in a trap!

John turned around and said, “Look! I have surrounded them! Do you want me to leave one to you?”

“Damn it! This scumbag is making fun of us!”

The three men were burning with anger. It was the first time in their lives that they had been despised like this. But John was a cultivator, they couldn’t defeat him in any case. The only way out was—run! They turned around and fle away. “You bastards! How dare you offend the Demonism! You will pay the price!” One man looked over his shoulder

and shouted.

“You wanna run away?”

energy burst out from his body. “Listen, I’m the chief disciple

he spoke out formed a deep–green talisman and hit the three men, making them turn into dusts

Plop!

fell into

John returned to her in surprise and asked, “What’s wrong, Angela? Did I hurt you

domineering just now. By the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn’t you be a monk like

at John

special. Now not only me, but also Queenie and Alice have become cultivators too with my

If you… ”

who am I to you? You disciple? Don’t you think

John shrugged.

to Greenland

was

bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face, her clothes were still dusty which

scrubbed her skin over as if

she was lost in her thoughts while

a fool. She made the same mistake as Queenie! She forgot to put clean

a bath towel before she came out. It was just

have

a towel or not in usual as she and her sisters were living the house, but today was different! When she was taking a shower, she seemed

hand, she saw John in front

door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom, as if she was a fairy coming out

a naked

looked at her, his

with her face blushed. She threw the towel at

her hurried back.

towel from his face and thought

seemed that he had made a mistake

Angela was flat–chested, but that he had met other sisters before and in comparison with them,

flat. Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should be for the convenience of walking through the

be concluded

Angela was B.

Two days later.

Gianna Semel, he finally came to