Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 144 The backer of Branton Family

The word “jungle law” applied to any era, even the so-called rules may not work in front of the monstrous power. This could be seen from Carlos’s black account.

If the person behind Queenie Group was not John, then this formula of divine level facial mask. I must have become the cash cow of Carlos.

The same.

If it was not John who come to Branton Family to ask for an explanation today, he would have been dead.

Now Branton Family felt that it was not easy to provoke John, so they began to discuss it. Where did you go back then? If you can’t defeat him, you can discuss with him. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

The secular way didn’t work for King of Horizon!

So he kicked Carlos over rudely in front of Barron, and then stepped hard on his kneel.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

One of Carlos’s kneels was smashed into pieces, and he immediately let out a miserable cry like a pig being butchered.

“Ah -”

The shrill cries shocked everyone in Branton Family.

He was a cruel man!

He was absolutely ruthless!

How relentless he was!

Just when John was about to step on another kneel of Carlos, he suddenly heard the voice of

Barron with anger, “young man, I advise you not to push your luck. The power of our Branton Family is not as simple as you think!”

“Oh?”

John put down his feet in silence, with an interesting expression on his face.

second time that he had heard such words.

why John went

to make Carlos so unscrupulous that he couldn’t even be punished with the worldly rules.

the power behind you

again, he said with a deep look, “boy, you do not listen to my good words. Since you

and dialed a

expected, he didn’t break Carlos’s

another huge

“Damn it!

“Shut up!”

said, “if you shout again, I’ll break your neck.”

with terrible anger. He thought that after uncle Tristan came, he must let this

there was a long

Finally.

towards Branton Family. Even

was the one behind

of Branton Family were confused. Who was this man?

this middle-aged man at all. It

members of Branton

he alone suppress this arrogant young

couldn’t help but

at the middle-aged man. He could feel the breath of a martial artist from him, but it was not enough to scare him.

was not

this middle-aged man was not

said a few words to the middle-aged man. Then he

middle-aged man nodded and walked towards him with majestic eyes.

yell, “Uncle Tristan!

Bang!

on

eyes flashed a trace of coldness. He shouted,

was full of

middle-aged man silently, not frightened by his majesty at all. On the contrary, his expression was somewhat meaningful.

said, “I think you

for a moment and said in a long voice, “Tristan Goodman, one of the four guardians of The Southern Martial Arts