MAFIA JHON & 7 SISTERS
CHAPTER 30

The crack!

Dracul's jaw almost fell.

One kick.

Tiger was kicked with just one kick and broke his arm.

Others might not know how strong Tiger was, but he was very clear that Tiger had been hitting the wooden pile ever since he was ten years old.

His arms were three times harder than an ordinary person.

It was also because of this pair of iron hands that Tiger stood out among the other fighters and became Dracul's most treasured thug.

Dracul even considered him his successor.

But today.

In front of this young man named John Lopez, Tiger could not even stand his kick. His iron hand was as sharp as a piece of paper.

You can imagine how powerful John's kick was.

Dracul. He looked at John with his big eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

A man with great fighting skills and such a young age was unlikely to be a normal man.

Therefore, Dracul had to explain to avoid provoking forces that he should not have provoked.

"Who am I?"

Facing Dracul's question, John chuckled and said, "I'm just a person who can sacrifice my life to protect my sister."

Dracul.

He thought for a moment.

Suddenly, he said seriously, “Because you are so good at fighting, why don't you work here? I won't bother your brother anymore, and I can also lead you to a better life. How?”

Dracul quickly threw away the olive branch, quietly waiting for John to answer.

Yet.

John looked at her with a strange expression and then said three words lightly, “You are not worthy!"

You are not worthy!

Those three words had a big impact.

The thugs around were shocked.

They dreamed of being highly rewarded by Mr. Dracul, but their fighting skills were not good.

However, this boy named John dared to say it. Mr. Dracul took the initiative to recruit him, but he said “you don't deserve”.

He's a little cocky.

Dracul's face also darkened. He said, "Son, I think you are a wise man, but I don't expect you to reject my kindness."

Rejected by John in front of so many subordinates, Dracul was of course unhappy.

What was more absurd was that John returned his original words to Dracul and said, “I also think you are a reasonable person. Now it looks like you are playing with fire and burning

"Play fire? Ha-ha... I want to see who is playing fire!”

A ferocious grin appeared in the corner of Dracul's mouth. Suddenly, he put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat. As he took it out, a homemade gun appeared in his hand.

The dark snout locked onto John.

“You're good at fighting, aren't you? Can you move faster than bullets?”

Since Dracul could get here today, he naturally had something to defend himself with. She's already

killed some gang leaders with this pocket gun.

He didn't mind killing one more person today.

"Are you going to kill me?" John looked at Dracul.

"Ha-ha, if you want me to forgive you, you can kneel down and prostrate a hundred times, then pass through my crotch." Dracul sneering.

The crack!

Dracul instantly pulled the safety bolt in response to his question.

John stop.

Later then.

A killing intent surged out from his body. "Very good. You can go to register with the god of death Now."

As he spoke, John suddenly walked towards Dracul, completely ignoring the whereabouts of the gun.

Dracul had never seen a situation like this before. Every time he pulled out his gun, the other side was

scared half to death.

However, in the presence of the black muzzle, John became increasingly aggressive.

Is he crazy?

Dracul's heart trembled, especially when he looked at John's eyes fearlessly but just cold, he was sure that this person was completely insane.

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will actually shoot."

Dracul did not even realize that when he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, and his aura was completely unfavorable.

He's the one with the deadly weapon. Why is he feeling uneasy?

Dracul has no time to think, because John came less than five feet away from him,

despite his warning.

"Go to hell!"

Finally, Dracul couldn't stand the huge pressure and pulled the trigger.

Bang out!

Black smoke billowed from the muzzle of the weapon, and a high-speed rotating bullet was instantly fired

towards John's face.

But at this moment.

"Destructive!"

John suddenly shouted.

And it showed up.

The bullet, which was fired at high speed, seemed to be frozen by a mysterious force. As the sound spread, it suddenly turned around and entered the middle of Dracul's eyebrows violently.

It never occurred to Dracul that there would be such a strange thing in this world.

Bullet bounced back?

And reflected back by that voice?

Dracul can't figure it out, and he doesn't have to, because he's dead.

John glanced at Dracul's corpse indifferently and then threw away his face.

This was the first time he had killed an ordinary US person with his almighty skill.

This may not be the last time.

Anyone who dared disrespect his sister would end up like this.

At this moment, the guards around were completely shocked. If they did not see such a strange method with their own eyes, who would believe it?

And even if they saw it with their own eyes, they felt like they were dreaming.

It's so horrible to kill people with breath!

Tiger asked in horror, "Master, who are you?"

“You can call me Oracle King, or you can call me King of Horizon.”