Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 146 Giving out the Oracle Token

Plop!

Tristan Goodman fell to his knees heavily and hit the ground hard; two deep holes under his knees could be seen. He lowered his head and held his hands over the head. What he held in his hands was the golden object thrown out by John Lopez just now.

Looking carefully at this object, Tristan Goodman identified that it was a token.

A unique identity token that only belonged to King of Horizon.

The Oracle Token!

This was the first time that John Lopez showed it, because the previous people were not qualified to let him take out this token.

Besides.

Even if they saw it, they probably wouldn’t know it.

But Tristan Goodman was different.

He was the guard of the martial league. Any member of the martial league should know the Oracle Token. This was a required course that they had to remember on the first day they entered the martial league.

They must remember.

The Oracle Token.

It was a symbol of their king!

Tristan Goodman’s body was trembling violently, and his heart and soul were also shaking in horror. However, his hands were all steady. For fear of being negligent, he might drop down the supreme token in his hand to the ground.

If the token dropped down, horrible things would happen.

His would be beheaded!

It was not until John Lopez walked up to him and took back the token in his hands that Tristan Goodman’s hands began to tremble violently, as if he had a stroke. It could be seen how terrified he was

me to teach you

Bang!

Goodman smashed his head on the ground and answered, “No. I’ll resign as soon as I go back tonight. I’ll confess all the dereliction

you know what to do, I won’t

Family, and finally fell on Barron Branton. He uttered, “your son deserves more than death. I killed him. If you have any thoughts in your mind, you can tell me now. If I know

Branton Family, removed from

were like coming from God,

fear surged up in their hearts, their eyes wide open and their

In fact.

saw Tristan Goodman kneeling down, they felt that

who could make Tristan Goodman to kneel down must have a very horrible identity beyond their imagination.

else could Barron Branton say.

by his son, Carlos Branton. He was afraid that if he cried for his son, it

you acquiesce, the feud between me and the Branton Family will be completely cleared from now

Then.

towards Lester Phillips again.

were wide open and his expression was stiff. It was not the kind of expressionless stiffness, but

that he almost

house, equivalent to old friends. When he saw his old friend suddenly become an unfathomable figure, this soul impact was

“Thank you!”

the coldness on his face was disappearing, and a sincere smile appeared on

the Branton Family and persuaded him to leave. For the sake of this favor and their

“John…”

throat was dry and the shock in his heart was hard to calm down, so he didn’t know what to

patted him on the shoulder and said, “You don’t have to say anything. If you are bullied in the Branton Family in the future, just come to me. As an old friend, I will definitely not sit

John Lopez’s promise.

job for him when he thought his old friend was having a hard time.

welled up in Lester’s eyes.

came to the gate of the yard. Alan Brown immediately bowed and said, “Sir, do you like to raise a dog? I can be your pet

was

had already known that John Lopez was a martial artist, but what he saw just now still shocked him. He couldn’t believe that even the guard of