Chapter 351 An old devil

“Hi, I get you!”

The parvenu vulgarian was startled by the loud shout of John. When he turned around, his eyes widened.

All of a sudden, he sprinkled several bills on the counter and shouted, “Keep the change!”

Then he ran away.

He even abandoned those two girls.

“Can you run away?”

John sneered. It was not easy to catch this guy. How could he let him run away so easily? He immediately chased after him.

However, not far after chasing out of the restaurant, he suddenly saw a Taoist priest walking towards him. With a kind smile on his face, he said, “John, we are destined to meet today. As expected…”

“Stop it! Where is your gold chain and watch? Where did you get your robe?”

John used to respect this guy, but now he had changed.

Fake!

All of those were fucking fake!

“You old bastard, you must have made a lot of money with my paintings, right?” John said angrily.

It was the mysterious man who had made fun of John, which was also his master, Perry Moreno.

He was an old devil.

Shaking his head, Perry Moreno said, “John, I don’t understand what you are talking about. Don’t get me wrong.”

“I don’t want to argue with you. Come with me!”

angry that he grabbed the wrist of Perry Moreno and walked towards a tavern

gentle. Don’t be so

talking about

him. He dragged him into the tavern, pressed him on the seat, and sat opposite

said coldly, “Tell me the truth!”

seemed that he was interrogating a

his waist and said, “Well, I’ll tell you. In fact, I

I’m

in the welfare house, about his seven sisters, about Nameless divine skill, and

so many.

like an ant in the chaos,

he had known that it was set by Warren, what about the fire before?

clearly remembered that Alexandra once said that when he was still a baby, a

must be in the same group

Clare when she was very young since they thought she was

other sisters were for the time being, but it must be the

to the welfare

was a trap.

one of the plotters.

from the stories of my sisters. Why did we

“Well…”

his eyes. Apparently, he was thinking of something

don’t want to tell me?”

of the tavern, “Serve the

wine

The stronger,

“Okay!”

tavern soon brought the wine. This was a highly concentrated wine made by their tavern. It

opened, the fragrance filled the air.

help but drool.

he didn’t drink

knew John

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