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?”

his body. “Listen, I’m the chief disciple of the Immortal Morality, Gary Williams!”

the three men, making them turn into dusts in

Plop!

fell into a

killing the three men, John returned to her in surprise and asked, “What’s wrong,

did you become a cultivator?

at John

me, but also

If you… ”

no! If I let you help me to practice, then who am I to you?

John shrugged.

to

was at

into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face, her clothes were

scrubbed her skin over as if to

thoughts while bathing,

She made the same mistake as Queenie! She forgot to put clean clothes in the bathroom in advance!

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

didn’t even have a

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

wiped her wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John in front of her: she was frozen

mist floated into the living room

a naked

her, his eyes

her face blushed. She threw the towel at John’s face and rushed into

smiled at her

towel from his face and thought back to

he had made a mistake in his

flat–chested, but that he had

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

be concluded

Angela was B.

Two days later.

Angela’s master, Gianna Semel, he finally came to realize