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?”

eyes, suddenly, a blast of vital energy burst out from his body. “Listen, I’m the chief disciple

a deep–green talisman and hit the three men,

Plop!

into a stream.

three men, John returned to her in surprise and

way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn’t you be a monk

looked at John

quite special. Now not only me, but also

If you… ”

to practice, then who am I

John shrugged.

returned to Greenland

was

bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face, her clothes were still dusty

over as if to wash away

her thoughts while bathing,

She forgot to put clean clothes in the bathroom in advance! Moreover, her mistake

bath towel before she came out.

have a towel with her!

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 to have completely forgotten that John was sitting in the living room.

with a towel in hand, she saw John in front of

the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom,

a naked

her, his

with her face blushed. She threw the

her hurried

took off the scented towel from his face and thought back to

seemed that he had made a mistake in his previous

was not that Angela was flat–chested, but that he had met

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

it could be concluded that…

Angela was B.

Two days later.

Gianna Semel, he finally