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?”

body. “Listen, I’m the chief disciple

and hit the three

Plop!

fell into a stream.

men, John returned to her in surprise and asked,

Well, John, you’re so domineering just now. By the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn’t you be

John in high spirits.

but also Queenie and Alice have become cultivators

If you… ”

I to you? You disciple? Don’t you think so?”

John shrugged.

to Greenland Villa.

was

bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face,

than an hour, she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash

lost in her thoughts

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

herself in a bath towel before she came out. It was just that she accidentally fell over and her towel dropped down and John just came in

didn’t even have

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

she came out, wiped her wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John

the door open, the white mist floated into the living

a naked fairy…

his eyes

She threw the towel at

her hurried back.

his face

that he had made a

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

pressed her breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should be for the

it could be

Angela was B.

Two days later.

he finally came to realize that