Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 235

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 235 Whoa, this guy is not wearing anything

Demonism.

In the dim hall.

A disciple ran into the hall and said in horror, “Leader, bad news! That girl broke into the old leader’s tomb went in there again and stole many Demon Spirit Devices!”

Bang!

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, a blood tank around the altar suddenly exploded, and dark red blood splashed all over the ground.

All of a sudden.

The smell of blood in the hall became more pungent and unpleasant.

Demonism leader walked out of the blood tank.

Naked.

His whole body was surrounded by terrifying blood energy, and even faintly condensed into the shape of a blood dragon. The dragon’s head was right on its chest, and it was extremely ferocious, just like the mood of the leader of Demonism leader at the moment.

He was angry.

He didn’t expect that tomb robber to come back.

How dare she?

“Where are those people that I sent out?” The leader asked sternly.

“They should be, dead… Dead!”

“What a fucking bunch of losers!”

“Leader… There seems to be a cultivator following that chick. The new people who were sent to guard the cemetery were all killed by that cultivator!”

“A cultivator?”

The leader paused, and then said with a gloomy face, “Humph, how bald! Today I want to see who

that cultivator is!”

The tomb of Demonism was not only to bury the body of the old leader but also the treasure house

of Demonism.

It was fine that the treasure house had been stolen once, but they dared to come again. Moreover,

the matter of this time was even more serious. They didn’t steal it, but instead robbed it.

They stepped on Demonism disrespectully and didn’t show any mercy!

No one could bear such humiliation.

The leader’s body was full of terrifying killing intent, and the several scantily clad females beside him were trembling. They didn’t dare to come forward at all.

He frowned and glanced at her, “You bitches, what are you waiting for? Bring me the clothes!”

“Yes… Yes…”

One girl hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to put on the long robe for the

leader.

But the next second.

“Ah –”

The girl screamed.

The sect leader seized her neck and lifted her up in the air. He sneered, “Are you afraid of me?”

“Sect… Sect leader, please forgive me…” The woman said in horror.

“Humph! This woman is yours!”

The sect leader grabbed the female and smashed it at the disciple who came to report. He didn’t

show any mercy.

To him.

These women were pets, or even worse than pets. More precisely, they were playthings.

After he finished playing, he would either kill them or throw them to his subordinates.

And he, of course, had to find another prey.

He liked this kind of freshness.