Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 351

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!”

the wrist of

Don’t be

about

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

“Tell me the truth!”

was interrogating a criminal.

Moreno bent his waist and said, “Well, I’ll tell you.

I’m asking,”

there were so many mysteries, about the fire in the welfare house, about his seven sisters,

so many.

ant in the chaos, completely without direction.

fire of welfare house as an example, although he had known that it was set by Warren, what about

the fire before?

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

must be in the

Queenie was taken away by Ben Clare when she was very young since they thought she was died.

know who other sisters were for the time being, but

welfare house, John

a trap.

one of

start from the stories of my sisters. Why did

“Well…”

rolled his eyes. Apparently, he was thinking of something else.

to tell

sneered and called the owner of the tavern, “Serve the wine!”

wine do you

stronger, the better.”

“Okay!”

tavern soon brought the wine. This was a highly concentrated wine made by their tavern. It was

was opened, the fragrance filled the

couldn’t help but

didn’t

John was

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