Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 427 Two choices

Young Master Feather’s body stiffened. He turned around and said, “Brother, I didn’t attack you just now. Do you

want to kill me too?”

From the way that John Lopez killed Gavin Wenson, Young Master Feather concluded that he was definitely not a

match for him. It was not easy for him to escape at his terrifying speed.

He could only be reasonable.

Right.

Be reasonable and civilized.

John Lopez shook his head and said, “Yes, you didn’t do anything to me, but you came up with this idea. What’s

more, you made the biggest mistake. You shouldn’t have thought of my sister.”

How could John Lopez not understand? If Young Master Feather hadn’t seen his powerful strength, how

could he not fight with him?

‘When you can’t defeat me, you start to negotiate. Is there such a easy thing in the world?”

What John Lopez couldn’t bear most was that Young Master Feather had targeted Tracy Linch from the very

beginning. Just as what Gavin Wenson said, he wanted both treasures and beauty.

She was the important person who could not be bullied by others in John Lopez’s mind!

How could he let Young Master Feather leave so easily?

John Lopez said, “There’s one more thing I need to correct you. I’m not a sorcerer.”

Young Master Feather remained silent.

‘Not a sorcerer?’

‘You’ve already sucked Gavin Wenson into the shape of a ghost. How can you say that you’re not a sorcerer?”

‘What a liar!”

Not to mention that Young Master Feather didn’t believe it, even Nancy Loop and Jenifer couldn’t believe it.

They only believed what they saw.

All signs showed that John Lopez was a sorcerer.

Seeing that they didn’t believe him, John Lopez felt helpless.

Anyway, he couldn’t explain it clearly, so he didn’t want to explain. He said to Young Master Feather, “You

have two choices. One is to die. Another one is to hand over a drop of refined blood.”

These people from the Alps Mountain were very domineering, but what they didn’t know was that John Lopez was

even more domineering than them.

Everyone’s expressions changed at John Lopez’s words.

There was no need to explain the first choice.

The second choice was, of course, they knew what John Lopez meant.

The cultivators were different from the martial artists. To deal with the martial artists, they only needed to take their

ordinary blood, and John Lopez could easily control them.

However, the cultivators had undergone a qualitative change. Ordinary blood was useless, only refined blood.

And the refined blood needed the cultivator to spend time and energy to condense. At the critical moment, it could

save his life, because it could stimulate his potential.

This was the principle of the taboo pill. It could quickly condense the refined blood. People could infuse it with vital

energy, which could make one’s strength soar in a short period of time.

However, the way of condensation of refined blood like catalyst had a lot of lingering effects.

That was why Nancy Loop didn’t want to take the taboo pill so easily.

The reason why John Lopez asked Young Master Feather to hand over a drop of refined blood was for the

convenience of controlling him. One was to teach him a lesson, and the other one was to prevent him from making

trouble again in the future.

Young Master Feather’s face darkened. He blinked his eyes and said, “It’s difficult to condense refined blood. Many

cultivators can’t condense a few drops in their whole lives. I haven’t condensed it yet.”

Of course it was a lie.

He didn’t want to give his refined blood to John Lopez. Once he gave it to John Lopez, it meant that he had a

weakness and was under his control.

Although this weakness was not fatal, John Lopez could easily make Young Master Feather’s cultivation plummet

with this drop of refined blood.

Of course, Young Master Feather was unhappy.

John Lopez smiled and said, “So your choice is to die?”

‘Die?’

‘Are you kidding me!”

Young Master Feather’s face darkened. He gave a ferocious look at John Lopez and said, “We shall meet

again some day. Sorcerer, we’ll settle this account later!”

He made up his mind and used up all the three drops of refined blood that he had condensed with great

efforts over the years. His aura suddenly rose a lot.

However, he did not choose to fight with John Lopez, but chose to escape.

Go back to the Cloud School to find reinforcements!

With the increase of his refined biood, he ran more than ten times faster than before. His body almost turned

into a beam of light and burst out.

However.

Hiss!

All of a sudden, a red light collided with him and hit his chest, causing Young Master Feather to spit blood on

the spot.

It was Excalibur.

However, the sword hilt hit Young Master Feather’s chest.

“Damn it!”

Young Master Feather fell to the ground and cursed. The next moment, he felt a chill on his back.

John Lopez had come behind him.

“I respect your choice!”

John Lopez’s voice sounded. When he was about to make a move, another horrifying aura suddenly fell down like

blotting out the sky and sun, making everyone’s hearts tremble.

“Uncle Reuben, help me!”

However, when Young Master Feather felt this aura, he roared and ran in the direction of the person.

John Lopez didn’t chase after him.

Instead, he watched the middle-aged man who was walking towards him.

“Young man, I don’t care whether you are a cultivator or a sorcerer. I don’t want to meddle in your business, but

you really shouldn’t be unreasonable.”

The middle-aged man watched John Lopez and shook his head.

However, John Lopez smiled and said, “What the hell are you?”

The middle-aged man said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. I’m just a servant who is ordered to protect my young

master.”

Hearing this, Young Master Feather was unhappy. “Uncle Reuben, since you have been protecting me secretly.

why didn’t you show up earlier? I lost three drops of refined blood because of you.”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, “I’m sorry, sir. The master said that you can’t rely on me.”

In fact, I have been following you since you left the Cloud School. If this sorcerer hadn’t been driven out, I wouldn’t

have made a move easily. ”

Young Master Feather felt uncomfortable, but he had no choice. He said, “Then stop talking nonsense. Help me kill

that sorcerer!”

He hated John Lopez.

Three drops of life-saving refined blood were wasted. It was really distressing.

Only by killing John Lopez could he release his depression.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, “Don’t worry, sir. Since I’m here, I won’t sit idly by. I’ll bring the head of that

sorcerer to you right away.”