Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472 The energy seeking manual

The priest’s cultivation was indeed very powerful. He soon found some clues, but he looked serious.

“What’s wrong?”

Mr. Wilson asked in a low voice.

The priest hesitated for a moment and said with a complicated expression, “I want to tell you something.

Don’t be sad, Mr. Wilson.”

“Please go ahead.”

Mr. Wilson looked more serious he felt something wrong.

The priest sighed slightly and said, “I used the tracking skill just now to find the place where your son was killed, but it is not specific.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean your son’s body might even have been… Alas!”

He heaved a long sigh and didn’t go on, but his meaning was very clear.

Even if Frank only had one bone left, the priest could find the specific location of his body with his natal jade.

But now, the priest only got a vague place.

This blurry place was found according to the vague aura left by Frank.

What did it mean?

It meant that not only Frank was killed, but also his corpse was disposed of by the murderer.

“Damn it! Ah -”

Mr. Wilson roared in pain with a ferocious face.

It never occurred to him that.

His son’s skeleton was even destroyed.

Damn it!

He was so angry that he not only wanted to cut the murderer into pieces but to make his life a living hell! Let that murderer suffer pain all his life!!

What’s more.

He also wanted to capture the murderer’s relatives and friends, and let the person feel the despair!

He roared hysterically, with killing intent surging in his body.

The priest’s eyes trembled and said, “Mr. Wilson, calm down. I know you hate the murderer very much, but

what we need to do now is to confirm the identity of the murderer first.”

His words calmed Mr. Wilson down a little. Suddenly, something occurred to him and he said, “Please wait a moment, priest.”

He returned to his room quickly, and when he came out, another piece of broken natal jade appeared in his

hand.

“Please search for the owner of this jade again.”

Mr. Wilson had asked a cultivator of the golden crystal realm to secretly protect Frank, but the cultivator’s natal jade also cracked.

“No problem.”

The priest took the jade and used it again. After a while, he shook his head and said, “The same.”

Obviously, the cultivator’s body was also destroyed.

Mr. Wilson’s eyes were gloomy but he calmed himself down.

This was what he had expected.

There was a moment of silence.

“Priest, where are they?” he asked in a hoarse voice.