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?”

of vital energy

the Immortal Morality, Gary Williams!” He cried

word he spoke out formed a deep—green talisman and hit the three men, making them turn into dusts

Plop!

fell into

to her in surprise and

the way, when did you become a cultivator? Shouldn't you be a monk like

at John in high

is quite special. Now not only me, but also Queenie and

am I to you? You disciple? Don’t you think so?” Said Angela, shaking her

John shrugged.

two returned

was

into the bathroom. She had just broken into the tomb of the old bishop of the Demonism.

than an hour, she scrubbed her skin over as if to wash away

she was lost in her thoughts while bathing, something ran

Queenie! She forgot to put clean clothes in

more

realizing that she had forgot to put a change of clothes in the bathroom, Queenie wrapped herself in a bath towel before she came out.

have

sisters were living the house, but today was different! When

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

she pushed the door open, the white mist floated into the living room from the bathroom, as

Well, a naked fairy...

her, his eyes

stopped, then she cried out with her face blushed. She

smiled at

off the scented towel from his face

he had made a mistake in

that he had met other sisters

Of course, it was also because that she had always pressed her breast too much with a strip of cloth. It should be for the convenience of walking through

it could be concluded

Angela was B.