Chapter 351 An old devil

“Hi, I get you!”

The parvenu vulgarian was startled by the loud shout of John. When he turned around, his eyes widened.

All of a sudden, he sprinkled several bills on the counter and shouted, “Keep the change!”

Then he ran away.

He even abandoned those two girls.

“Can you run away?”

John sneered. It was not easy to catch this guy. How could he let him run away so easily? He immediately chased after him.

However, not far after chasing out of the restaurant, he suddenly saw a Taoist priest walking towards him. With a kind smile on his face, he said, “John, we are destined to meet today. As expected…”

“Stop it! Where is your gold chain and watch? Where did you get your robe?”

John used to respect this guy, but now he had changed.

Fake!

All of those were fucking fake!

“You old bastard, you must have made a lot of money with my paintings, right?” John said angrily.

It was the mysterious man who had made fun of John, which was also his master, Perry Moreno.

He was an old devil.

Shaking his head, Perry Moreno said, “John, I don’t understand what you are talking about. Don’t get me

wrong.”

“I don’t want to argue with you. Come with me!”

that he grabbed the wrist of Perry Moreno and walked towards a

gentle. Don’t be

you talking about being gentle?”

He dragged him into the tavern, pressed him on the seat, and sat opposite

coldly, “Tell me the

that he was interrogating

his waist and said, “Well, I’ll tell you. In fact, I have hidden

I’m asking,” John interrupted

fire in the welfare house,

so many.

in the

house as an example, although he had known that

the fire before?

once said that when he was still a baby, a Taoist

in the same group with Perry Moreno.

parents, Queenie was taken away by Ben Clare when she was very young since they thought she

for the time

came to the welfare house, John was not

a trap.

Moreno must be one

of my sisters. Why did we gather in the

“Well…”

he was

want to

owner of the

kind of wine do

The stronger, the better.”

“Okay!”

was a highly concentrated wine made by their tavern. It was not only strong, but also expensive.

lid was opened, the fragrance filled the

help

he didn’t drink it.

John was

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