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?”

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

a deep–green talisman and hit the three men, making

Plop!

fell into a stream.

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

By the way, when did you become a

John in high

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

If you… ”

I let you help me to practice, then who am I to you? You disciple? Don’t you

John shrugged.

returned to

was at home.

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 made her very

she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash away all the bad luck on her body.

thoughts while bathing, something ran

to put clean clothes in

Queenie wrapped herself in a bath towel before she came out. It was

have a

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 her:

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

naked fairy…

at her, his eyes wide

She threw

at her hurried back.

the scented towel from his face

seemed that he had made a mistake in his previous calculation.

was flat–chested, but that he had met other sisters before and in

breast was 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

could be concluded that…

Angela was B.

Two days later.

finally came to realize