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!”

he grabbed the wrist of Perry Moreno and walked towards a tavern nearby.

Don’t

talking about

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

“Tell me the

was interrogating a

said, “Well, I’ll tell you. In fact, I have

know that’s not what I’m asking,” John interrupted him.

fire in the welfare house, about his seven sisters, about Nameless divine skill, and

were so many.

was like an ant in the chaos, completely

of welfare house as an example, although he

the fire before?

he was still a baby, a Taoist priest saved him and took him to

be in the same group with Perry Moreno.

Clare when she was very young since they

other sisters were for the time being,

the sisters came to the welfare house, John was not

a trap.

be one of the plotters.

start from the stories of my sisters. Why did we

“Well…”

Moreno rolled his eyes. Apparently, he was thinking of

to tell

owner of

kind of wine

stronger,

“Okay!”

a highly concentrated wine made by

moment the lid was opened, the fragrance

couldn’t help

he didn’t drink it.

John was malicious.

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