Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 142 Go to Branton Family alone

In the State of New York.

In Branton Family.

Everyone came one after another.

Lester and Sara also arrived.

They heard that Carlos’s car was smashed, and the other party also said that he would come to their house tonight, so they rushed back to the base camp.

‘Let’s see who is so bold!’

After listening to his son’s description,Barron flew into a rage, “what an arrogant boy! I’d like to see how he took your legs and feet in front of our family!”

Carlos said, “Dad, judging from the power of that boy smashing the roof, he should be a martial artist. Should we ask Uncle Tristan for help?”

Barron shook his head and said, “in order to get you out, he has already helped a lot. I’m sorry to bother him this time. Go to find Alan. He is always greedy. Give him some money and invite him to

come here.”

Carlos hesitated for a moment and said, “but I heard that Alan’s arm seemed to be cut off a few

days ago.”

“Humph!”

Barron snorted, “as long as Alan’s strength is there, even if one of his arms is broken, so what? As you just said, that kid is only in his twenties, how can he be strong? Ask Alan to come over and deal

with him.”

“Yes, sir.”

Carlos nodded and immediately set out to find Alan. He sneered in his heart, John, I’d like to see

you cripple my

members of Branton

“honey, who the hell is he? How dare

could I

Soon.

The night fell.

was waiting quietly, but when eight o’clock in the evening, there was still no

darkened and said, “did he say that on

thought it was

wait until night? And he also said that he would take off Carlos’s legs in front of everyone in the family. What was the difference

Branton Family clan thought that Carlos might have been

or not, I have accepted the reward and can’t return it to you. Besides, I can only wait until nine o’clock at

one of his arms was broken, the dignity of the martial artist was

the hell are

as he

captain of security guards rushed in and said, “there is

bike.”

light. “It must be that guy.

him die here!”

skipped a

“Could it be… John?”

there was a grudge between them, but he didn’t tell them exactly what it was. Neither

heard that a young man rode a bike to come here, the first person

was John.

saw the

It was indeed John.

looked at Carlos and other people

A moment later.

had ever made

hand and shouted anxiously to John, “brother John, hurry up. They invited Alan

in

“Damn it! What’s wrong with that useless son-in-law today? I think he