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

hit the three men, making them turn into dusts in an

Plop!

fell into

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

did you become a cultivator? Shouldn’t you

looked at John in high spirits.

but also

If you… ”

you help me to practice, then who am I to

John shrugged.

two returned to

one was

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

took her more than an hour, she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash away all the bad luck on

was lost in her thoughts while bathing,

put clean clothes in the bathroom in

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 and

even have a

the house, but today was different! When she was taking a shower, she seemed to

wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John

the door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the

naked fairy…

his eyes wide

out with her face blushed. She threw the towel at John’s face

smiled at her

off the scented towel from his face and thought back to Angela’s

that he had made a

but that he had met other sisters before

Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too

be concluded that…

Angela was B.

Two days later.

he finally came to realize that