Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 174 Aunt Marcia, you are so naughty

On the Zingle River Bridge.

John was looking at the beautiful young woman standing at the end of the bridge, she was plump, with perfect body shape proportions. Every part of her body had been developed to the extreme. Time never defeated beauty, as if it was specially made for her.

In fact, at the age of Marcia, she could no longer be described as a young woman, but her appearance and figure could really withstand the test of time, so the title of “the most beautiful young woman in the State of New York” was still suitable for her.

It could only be said that Uncle Nick was really lucky.

John envied him in his heart.

At the end of the bridge, John asked with a smile, “Aunt Marcia, why don’t you say at home and ask me to come here?”

“John, are you a martial artist?”

Marcia asked directly. This time, she didn’t call John “good son–in–law” or “good nephew“. It could be seen how serious she was.

“Why did you ask this?“John was in a daze

“Answer me, yes or no?”

Marcia didn’t say the reason, but looked at John expectantly, hoping to find the answer from his face. However, John shook his head and said, “No.”

No!

How could it be possible?

If he was not a martial artist, what was the meaning of what Zoey said to her?

Marcia didn’t believe it.

She thought that John was lying to her.

she didn’t know that what John said was the truth, because he was indeed not a martial artist, but a cultivator. The two

her the answer, but she suddenly pointed at the river under the bridge and said, “look, the river is so turbulent. If ordinary people

jumped up.

What???

at that

nine–tenths confident that John was a martial artist, because what

skilled doctor of New York, Master of

when he faced Alan, he was so calm.

What’s more.

was he so enthusiastic to John? And why was he so impatient with her

according to strange

was, she could feel that there was something

so she used this dangerous trick to force John to admit, but what

anxious. Can’t you wait for me

Since Marcia had jumped into the water? He jumped with her and held her before

are

help but slap on Marcia’s breast. He even used the skill he used to deal with

a

the State of New York widen her eyes

slept with her husband

put her down, Marcia

mother–in–law, what the hell did you

after the slap, Marcia felt much more relaxed, and the resentment that had been accumulated for more than a decade seemed to be swept away

ancient well, in which the well water represented a kind of resentment. As the well

whole body trembled.

Her face blushed.

had experienced many things, she quickly stood up as if nothing had happened and said, “I

have put you

changed the topic and said, “John, I know you are a martial artist and a powerful heaven master.