Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 400

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Chapter 400 Killing without moving

It could not be more familiar. It was from John.

It was him!

The son of bitch!

What he had just said was tantamount to calling out the entire Martial Arts League. He even called Robert

scum

No one knew how to comment on him.

It was hard to find words to comment on him.

Put it this way.

It was a shame that John didn’t die!

John, how dare you disrespect the Martial Arts League? Go to hell!”

Robert was utterly furious. He let out a long roar and just wanna kill him, straight at John.

Brooke sneered, “This guy is arrogant and respects nobody. He deserves death by a thousand cuts!”

Something strange?

Brooke was struggling to flatter Robert. Suddenly, he frowned and found it strange.

He looked down.

Found his feet off the ground and his body strangely suspended in the air.

His face turned pale with fright.

How could this be?

Robert was about to kill John, but was stunned when he heard Brooke’s screams.

The others also fixed their eyes on Brooke.

Surprised!

Confused!

Why was he suddenly suspended in the air?

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It was more like being lifted up by someone.

Who could do that?

Everyone except Brian and Sophia was shocked, horrified and confused.

At this moment.

“Aren’t you curious how I killed your son? Aren’t you curious why Ryan couldn’t stop me?”

Ryan.

He was in charge of Zephyr Wolf-hunting Ground

This meant that he had fought Ryan and it seemed that Ryan lost it.

Everyone’s heart trembled.

Robert also trembled, and his originally murderous eyes suddenly softened.

He hadn’t given it much thought before and Brian hadn’t warned him about it.

All he knew was that it was John. And he also thought that Ryan was not there when John killed his son.

But now it seemed that he was wrong.

A sense of foreboding arose within him.

Extremely strong!

At this moment, a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said, “I know you’re confused.

All of you are!”

He paused.

Moments later.

He continued, “then I’ll show you again how I killed him.”

Just as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, John’s eyes settled on Brooke. He folded his hands and whispered, “Go to hell!”

Cracked!

All of a sudden.

Suddenly, his body trembled and his feet kicked hard in the air. In less than two seconds, his neck suddenly

snapped.

Bang!

His body hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

There was dead silence.

Everyone’s eyes widened, and seemed to be about to burst out.

Their hearts beat fast.

First stopped.

Then

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!

They couldn’t control at all, and their chests seemed to be about to explode.

Souls trembled as well!

Extraordinary magic.

Killing without moving.

This was… a cultivator!

At the moment.

Shock, panic and fear, like a raging tide, engulfed them in an instant.

Boom!

Like struck by lightning!

Robert suddenly took two steps back, blood pouring from his mouth. His breath was weak and originally

murderous eyes was gone.

He was not attacked in any way, but only because his anger rose and then was suddenly consumed by endless fear,

causing emotionally unstable and vomiting blood.

With a cold face, John said, ‘he offended me first so…”

A look of horror appeared on Robert’s face.

Lowering his head.

He dared not look up and look John straight.

“Any questions?”

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Asked John.

Hearing that, Robert’s body trembled. He shook his head in pain and said, “It was Hardy who offended you first.

He…”

He deserved to die for offending the cultivator.

Hardy had offended him on more than one occasion, so his death was not at all unjust.

Robert had no intention of retaliating and was worried John would take his anger out on him.

Yes.

This was the rule.

The cultivator’s fist was enough to tear anyone to pieces.

How dare he offend John.

“Then get out!” said John lightly.

“Thank you, John!”

Robert left. Although his son had died a horrible death, he could not afford to offend the cultivator. He was lucky to

have survived.

Brian stayed.

It was John who asked him to stay.

“Miss Long, you have two choices. You can either take me as your instructor and become a cultivator, or return to

the Houston Martial Arts School to cultivate.”

After all that had happened, Brian didn’t dare to do anything to Sophia. On the contrary, he even flattered her.

Therefore, even if she got back to school, she didn’t have to worry about being bullied.

With a dumbfounded expression on her face, Sophia looked at John in disbelief and asked, “Mr. Lopez, do you mean

that I can choose you and learn from you?”

“Yep.”

John nodded with a smile.

It was based on a luck. At most, John could only be a tutor to bring Sophia to the area of cultivation. It depended on

herself how she would develop in the future.

After all, John had already introduced several sisters. It was not a problem for him at all.

Biting her red lip, Sophia thought for a moment and suddenly smiled.” I choose to go back.”

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