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Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 423
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Chapter 423 Getting more and more busy

In fact, Nancy had pills with her that could inspire potential. She could improve her ability by two small realms in a

short time, but there were great side effects.

She didn’t want to take it unless she had to.

However, it seemed that John wouldn’t give up until he killed her. So she had to take that pill.

No matter how strong the side-effect was, it was better than losing her life.

Slap!

She crushed a small celadon bottle about the size of her thumb, popped out the pill and put it into her mouth. But

before she swallowed it, she heard a voice.

“John, stop!”

Tracy’s voice was weak, and her face was paler than usual. There were fine beads of sweat on her smooth

forehead. She had heard everything outside clearly in the room just now.

She wanted to stop John and Steph when they were in conflict, but the sharp pain made her unable to move at all

so she could do nothing.

It was not until now that the inexplicable pain finally disappeared. Just like in the night a few days ago, she had

endured the pain for this period of time.

She put the Tripod of Cyan back into her stomach.

Hearing the call of Tracy, John suddenly sobered up, and the red light in his eyes gradually faded away, his eyes

returning clear.

When John recalled what had happened just now, he was taken aback.

He didn’t know where the rage deep in his heart came from.

He only knew that when he saw that Tracy was suffering, but he could do nothing, he suddenly became very

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Indeed, emotion sometimes overrode reason

irritable.

Besides, these people from the Cinnabar Sect kept provoking him, and his impatience became a fuse, In an instant,

the rage in his body exploded, and then he killed Steph.

But did he feel guilty?

Not at all, because he thought Steph asked for it.

Seeing that the madman finally stopped pestering her, Nancy breathed a sigh of relief and spit out the pill that she

hadn’t swallowed.

Then she looked at Tracy in surprise.

“Is this beautiful woman the owner of the Holy Fire Tripod of Queen Cyan? It seemed that the Holy Fire Tripod had

already recognized her as its owner, but it would lose control sometimes.” Thought Nancy.

“Ha ha, what a pity! I thought I could watch a good show, but it ended so soon. That’s disappointing!”

All of a sudden,

A gloomy man’s voice came from the side.

Hearing this, Nancy got her face darkened.

Through the man’s voice, she had recognized the person.

John looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in white with a folding fan in his hand slowly walking

towards

them.

John sneered in his heart.

“It’s getting more and more busy.”

“Interesting.”

“Young Master Feather, what are you doing here?”

Nancy looked at the man in white and shouted coldly. Apparently, she didn’t like or even hostile to him.

Young Master Feather had a graceful smile on his face, dashing. He unfolded the folding fan in his hand and said,

“The Holy Fire Tripod of Queen Cyan is released. Not only your Cinnabar Sect is interested in it, but I’m also curious

about it.”

Hearing that, Nancy looked even worse.

Apparently, Young Master Feather was also coming for the Holy Fire Tripod.

Young Master Feather didn’t pay attention to her anymore. He looked at John carefully and said with a smile, “I

didn’t expect that there would be a cultivator like you outside the Alps Mountain. Interesting.”

He had witnessed the battle between John and Nancy. He didn’t expect that this young man could defeat the elder

of

Cinnabar Sect.

Without taking the taboo pill, Nancy was no match for him.

Young Master Feather was interested in John now.

But he was more interested in Tracy. The moment this woman came out of Feazer Medical Clinic, Young Master

Feather’s eyes lit up.

Gorgeous!

She was even more beautiful than those women who cultivated in the Alps Mountain.

The temperament of a cultivator was by no means comparable to that of an ordinary person. It was a kind of

improvement in temperament.

For example, if a woman is a 7 for appearance and figure, then her temperament would be greatly improved after

cultivation, and the overall score would be 8.5.

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Young Master Feather could tell that Tracy had just become a cultivator, but her score was above 9.6.

9.6,

that was a very high score.

Young Master Feather had a sharp eye. He had his own rating standard, and he also liked to label women in this

way.

In Young Master Feather’s rating standard, 9 was the top beauty. It could be seen how high the score of 9.6 was.

As the cultivation base of Tracy increased, the score would be higher.

Young Master Feather looked at Tracy with a smile and said, “So you must be the owner of the Holy Fire Tripod of

Queen Cyan. I’m Young Master Feather. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

But Tracy didn’t answer.

She was gentle and wouldn’t refuse others, but she was not in the mood to know Young Master Feather at the

moment. The best way was to keep silent.

Young Master Feather didn’t get angry. He gently flapped his fan and said with a smile, “Miss, the news that the Holy

Fire Tripod has alerted the Alps Mountain. I’m afraid you will be in danger!”

you have

He paused,

then continued, “Why don’t you be my girl and I’ll protect you?”

“Humph, Young Master Feather, you are so shameless. They’re just after the treasure, and you’re after both

treasure and the girl. How could Cloud School have such a shameless guy like you?”

Just as Young Master Feather finished speaking, another voice suddenly sounded.

It was a skinny old man in a cloth gown, with a long sword on his back.

There were several pale faced young men and women following them. They were none other than Jenifer and the

others who had just escaped.

They were brought back by this skinny old man.