Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters By Bryson Salazar Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Bought a Bicycle

Antique City.

After what happened last night, John decided to make defensive things for his sisters.

For example, Mind Circle.

In this way, if the sisters were in danger, he could find them as soon as possible.

However,

The requirements for the quality of the jade were very high when depicting the Mind Circle, and ordinary jade cannot satisfy the requirements at all.

So John decided to go to Antique City to try his luck.

After browsing for a while, he didn’t catch anything good, but he met an acquaintance.

Master Stratton, Stratton Remar.

Stratton Remar likes to collect old antiques. If he has nothing to do, he will go to Antique City.

Seeing John, he came over smiling and said, “What a coincidence, Mr. Lopez!”

John nodded: “Master Stratton, how is your body recovering?”

He has a good impression of this old man.

“Much better. Thanks to Mr. Lopez’s help, otherwise my old bone might have been buried in peace.”

“That’s good. In the future, we should pay more attention to our diet and eat less fatty, sweet, and greasy

food.”

“I would like to listen to Mr. Lopez’s instruction.”

They chatted and strolled around the Antique City.

After a long time, John shook his head in disappointment.

Nothing.

At first, Stratton thought that John was just like him. He just came to Antique City to pick up some cheap goods. Seeing him shake his head, he couldn’t help asking curiously, “Is Mr. Lopez looking for something?”

“Well, I came to look for some jade or some stones with high hardness, but after turning for so long, I didn’t

see any.”

head and smiled: “It’s harder finding real jade in

a haystack, but…”

to

to have received a stone. It was very

Mr.

slapped his

ran an auction house. They would certainly receive many rare things. He should have asked Maxwell Remar directly long ago. Why would

Lopez, why don’t you come to

“Sounds good.”

John agreed.

Just as they were

Eh?

seemed to

straight to a

was bigger than other stalls and

target was a bicycle placed behind the stall. The

“Hi, aren’t you

on exchanging this broken bike with me. He

this, the stall owner became

came to him. He insisted on selling this

owner certainly

an antique collector, not a rag collector. Only a

scrap

man was unreasonable. He grabbed a handful of things from his stall, threw

owner was so depressed that he was not interested in making love with his

last night.

said, “Two hundred yuan. I’ll take this

“You want it?”

he could not believe that someone would buy this

“Can I ask why?”

of his professional sense, the stall owner decided to ask

said, ‘Er… Forget it. I was just on the spur of

“Wait!”

John: “You just said you would buy, and the

“I don’t want it.”

do business like this, or… one hundred

discussing the

the end, John bought the bicycle

“Mr. Lopez, why did you buy this pile

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