Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters

Chapter 223

Angela’s master

“Angela, you stay here. I'll deal with the four bastards.”

“No, John, we have to follow the principles of the Immortal Morality. No matter how powerful our opponents are, we should escape first. Only when we can’t escape can we fight back.”

“What? Escape? Is it too late for me to quite the Immortal Morality now?”

“You wanna be a traitor?”

John didn’t reply.

Their conversation reached the ears of the four people of Demonism. Being humiliated like this, their faces distorted with anger.

“Are you making fun of us, you asshole?” They roared.

John's face darkened. He threw the principles behind and rushed toward the four men in an instant,

Slap!

He raised his hand, a flash of green lightning shot out from his fingers. In the blink of an eye, the body of one man twisted and then turned into dusts without any residue.

“He's a cultivator!”

The remaining men turned pale with fright. John moved so fast that they couldn't even see where he was. They looked around, their eyes full of horror.

They didn’t expect that this young man would be a powerful cultivator!

They were in a trap!

John turned around and said, “Look! I have surrounded them! Do you want me to leave one to you?”

“Damn it! This scumbag is making fun of us!”

The three men were burning with anger. It was the first time in their lives that they had been despised like this. But John was a cultivator, they couldn't defeat him in any case. The only way out was—run! They turned around and fell away.

“You bastards!How dare you offend the Demonism! You will pay the price!” One man looked over his shoulder and shouted.

“You wanna run away?”

suddenly, a blast of vital energy burst out

disciple of the Immortal Morality, Gary Williams!” He cried

out formed a deep—green talisman and hit

Plop!

fell into

the three men, John returned to her in surprise and asked, “What's wrong, Angela? Did I hurt you

John, you’re so domineering just now. By the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn't you be

at John in

quite special. Now not only me, but also Queenie

who am I to you? You

John shrugged.

returned

one was

into the bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism. Although she had washed her face, her clothes were still dusty which

she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash away all

was lost in her thoughts

made the same mistake as Queenie! She forgot to put clean clothes in the bathroom

her mistake even more

clothes in the bathroom, Queenie wrapped herself in a bath towel before she came out. It was just that she accidentally fell over and her towel

even have a towel with

or not in usual as she and her sisters were living the house, but today was different! When she was taking a shower, she seemed to have completely forgotten

out, wiped her wet hair with a towel in hand, she saw John in front of her:

a long bath, when she pushed the door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom, as if she was a fairy coming out of the

Well, a naked fairy...

looked at her, his

then she cried out with her face blushed. She threw the towel at John’s face and rushed into the

at her hurried

face and

seemed that he had made a mistake in

but that he

breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should

it could

Angela was B.