Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 407 The shadow of Martial Arts League

Hanson was an artificial soul realm warrior from the Kingslayer alliance, he was elegant and noble in a suitable

handmade white suit, which made him look extremely decent.

However.

At this moment.

Slap!

The sudden slap fell hard on his arrogant and confident face dozens of meters away.

It was clear.

His teeth shot out.

Then.

His body hung in the air and rolled like a spinning top. Nobody knew how many circles he had rolled because of his

fast speed. It was just known that he was really embarrassed.

He was extremely embarrassed!

Like a dog.

He lay on the ground with his mouth wide open and kept spitting blood. His whole face had lost

consciousness.

His head ached too.

He seemed to have a concussion.

The slap was so hard that it broke through both physical and mental defense of Hanson.

Hanson was dumbfounded.

Dodge?

How could he avoid such a sudden slap in the void dozens of meters away?

He couldn’t dodge at all.

He could only surrender to the slap of John.

Thomson was also dumbfounded.

The strong man in his eyes, Hanson, was slapped by John and ended up like this? The expensive white suit

had been torn into pieces.

He was the soul realm warrior!

He slapped the soul realm warrior like slapped a dog. Why was this compatriot from the US so terrifying?

Thomson’s two pupils exploded with a violent quake all of a sudden, and he could hardly breathe. He finally

understood how the three Kings of Palace died before.

They were killed by John in a second!

“Get out of here right now. Are you waiting for me to kill you?”

Upon hearing this, Hanson was so frightened that he rolled over and staggered out of here. He had been so elegant

before, but now he was in a mess.

Thomson swallowed.

In fact, he preferred John to kill Hanson, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud. He didn’t have the right to question

anything that a powerful man like John had done.

Why didn’t John kill Hanson?

He could kill him.

But it was unnecessary.

Living people were more valuable than dead people.

There was a drop of blood in the palm of John, which was sealed by a cyan talisman. He had just absorbed it

from Hanson’s body.

In other words, if John wanted to kill Hanson, he could do it at any time. Even if Hanson was thousands of

miles away, it would only take one thought to kill him.

“Lopez… Senior!”

When Thomson faced John again, he was not as relaxed as before. His whole body was full of pressure, making him

almost unable to breathe.

However, John had already returned to calm, with an innocent smile on his face. He was completely different from

the evil who had beaten the soul realm warrior and made him unable to fight back just now.

“Master Hutch, what do you say if I tell you that Oracle King is still alive?” John said all of a sudden.

Thomson was shocked.

His breath froze.

He gazed at the young man in front of him with his trembling eyes and thought, ‘If the face of John was replaced by

the pair of powerful dragon head mask…”

Bang!

Thomson’s heart trembled violently, and then he fell on his knees.

He understood!

He understood everything!

That explained why the young man’s strength was so terrifying. That explained why the young man would looked at

him with appreciation when he said that he came from the US.

It turned out…

“Greetings from Thomson, your Majesty King!”

Thomson’s voice was trembling, high and excited. As he called out the word ‘Majesty King’, he couldn’t help

trembling while his tears gushed out.

He cried.

This was an indescribable feeling.

If he had to find a reason, it might be that the blood of the US in his bones made him cry.

It turned out that his Majesty King was still alive.

It turned out that in his life, he would also have such a lucky moment to be so close to the Majesty King.

“Master Hutch, can you trust me now?” John asked with a smile.

Thomson was a rough man, he wiped his tears and said with embarrassment, “Your Majesty, I’m sorry.”

“I have a few questions to ask you, Master Hutch.” John said without much interest.

“Your Majesty, you can ask whatever you want to ask. Thomson will tell you everything.”

John nodded and asked, “I heard the conversation between you and the three Kings of Palace just now. It seems

that your Shadow Pavilion has something to do with the US Martial Arts League in the early years. Can you tell me

what happened?”

Thomson’s expression froze, he fell into a dilemma.

“Don’t worry, I’m just curious. It doesn’t represent the standpoint of Martial Arts League.”

He knew what Thomson was worried about.

From their previous conversation, John could tell that the Shadow Pavilion and the US Martial Arts League were

enemies, so Thomson was worried that if he said it out, he would offend John.

After all, he didn’t know the attitude of John towards the Martial Arts League.

However, Thomson breathed a sigh of relief since John said so. His eyes flickered slightly, “The Shadow Pavilion was

originally the shadow of the Martial Arts League…”

It was still the same sentence. Light and darkness coexisted. Wherever there was light, there would be darkness.

The two were interdependent.

That was the relationship between the Martial Arts League and the Shadow Pavilion.

The Martial Arts League represented brightness and justice, at least on the surface. But it was human beings that

maintained the order of the league. As long as they were human beings, they would have emotions and

selfishness.

Once selfishness existed, then dark sides would appeared.

For example, Warren would secretly train men of sacrifice to help him do something that was not convenient for

him to show up.

The Martial Arts League also needed it.

The Shadow Pavilion was like a group of men of sacrifice.

However, for some reason, the Shadow Pavilion and the Martial Arts League had broken up.

In order to maintain their justice image, it was impossible for the Martial Arts League to admit the existence

of the Shadow Pavilion. The best solution was to make all the members of the Shadow Pavilion as wanted criminals

and kill them.

That was why the Shadow Pavilion was hunted down by the US Martial Arts League to Iceland. After surviving for a

few years, it gradually grew stronger.