Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters By Bryson Salazar Chapter 125

Chapter 125 My Uncle is the Police Inspector

The young man with green hair was nailed to the table. He was first stunned and did not come to his senses until he saw the bright red liquid gushing out. Then he felt severe pain.

“Fuck! Bastard! How dare you pierce my hand! Kill him! Ah

The young man with green hair shouted in pain and furious. With a roar, several young men still in a daze beside him immediately reacted.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Almost simultaneously, they smashed the beer bottles and pointed at John angrily.

“Stop!”

When they were about to move, they suddenly heard a loud shout. Then they saw Hugh walking towards them with a majestic expression.

Hugh was drunk and dizzy, but he was shocked to sweat by the noise, and the alcohol in his body evaporated a lot.

He was usually easy-going, but now when he was angry, he naturally showed a sense of authority as a leader.

The young men were obviously frightened. They held the broken wine bottles and didn’t dare to

move.

The green-haired man shouted angrily, “You cowards. What are you waiting for? Beat them. My uncle is the police inspector in this area. Don’t worry; He will cover us if things go wrong!”

“Humph! The police inspector, right? How powerful is your uncle? Why don’t you and ask him to come here right now? I’d like to see how he covers you!”

call

your uncle

police inspector be so

nephew.

he learn any

didn’t even fear the police, the young men became even more cowardly. Holding the beer bottle in their hands, they didn’t dare to do anything. Green hair

their fault. They looked like a group of gangsters, but in fact, the only one

uncle was the police inspector, the other

be

reason was that the young man who pierced their friend’s palm with a bamboo stick seemed to be very good at fighting. They didn’t see clearly how he did it

dare to

do anything for me, and it turned out that you’re a bunch of fucking

out his phone from his pocket and

pierced my hand,

to hit my nephew? Didn’t

green-haired man, and both of them were full of dirty

didn’t believe me. They even asked me to call you over. Uncle, come here quickly. I’m in the Louis Grill. My hands are

there right away. I’d like to see who dares to lay a

it up to

the stick and turned it around, letting the green hair

worriedly, “Young man, thank you for your help. But we can’t defeat them. I will pay some money to them,

He sighed deeply.

know that the man with green hair was the nephew of the police inspector, but since he had heard the voice on the phone just now, he knew that

to eat,

man shouted, “Pay me some money? No way! I must put this guy into the police station today and give

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