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?”

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

the three men, making

Plop!

into

men, John returned to her in surprise and

the way, when did

looked at John

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

If you… ”

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

John shrugged.

two returned to Greenland

one was

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

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

she was lost in her thoughts while bathing, something ran

clean clothes in

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

have a towel

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.

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

door open, the white mist floated into the living room

a naked fairy…

her, his eyes

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

smiled at her

from his face

he had made a

flat–chested, but that he had met other

it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too much

it could be concluded

Angela was B.

Two days later.

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