Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 257

Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar Chapter 257 A critical strike

“You are so bold, American. How dare you ask Mr. Regan to apologize to you after killing his son? I don’t know if you are innocent or stupid, but I appreciate your courage.”

Before Mandel lost his temper, the sexy female middle–level Ninja suddenly walked towards John with a charming smile on her bright and sexy red lips.

“It’s impossible for Mr. Regan to apologize to you, but I can. How about letting me apologize to you on behalf of him?”

Said Tiffany.

She came to John, wriggling her waist.

The next second.

A suffocating scene happened.

Tiffany took off her clothes in front of John, revealing her sexy body, which was sexy and seductive.

She wrapped her slender arms around John’s neck and wrapped her long legs without pants around

his waist.

Obviously.

The apology she said should be in this way to make up for John.

John looked down at the pride thing that was rubbing against his chest. He suddenly chuckled and said, “Well, since you are willing to apologize to me for him, of course I have no objection.”

Then he pinched the two sides of the woman’s waist.

A trace of contempt flashed through Tiffany’s eyes. She stretched out her flexible tongue tip and was about to get close to John’s ear.

But at this moment.

She suddenly felt a twinkle in her eyes.

It turned out that John held her waist and turned her around. He lifted her up, turned her head to the

ground and smashed her hard to the ground.

As the moment she fell.

Without any mercy, John cut the middle of the two long slender legs of the female Ninja with his palm as a knife.

“Ah-”

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She screamed.

It didn’t come from the foot of John, but from five meters ahead.

It was an illusion.

An illusion performed by Tiffany.

But her illusion was much weaker than Mandel’s. she could only use this way to deal with those

lecherous men.

But John saw it through at a glance.

In reality.

Tiffany was still dressed neatly and didn’t wrap her arms and feet around John.

But just now in the illusion, the attack from her virtual body made her real body feel the same.

The pain of her head hitting the ground was still mild. The key point was that the palm John just gave her made Tiffany feel as if her lower part was torn in half. The pain was self–evident.

Tiffany screamed and squatted on the ground, grimacing in pain.