La venganza
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Last published Sat, Jul 20, 2019
Es la historia de Maddyson una chica que tuvo una infancia particular ...
Tenia una familia donde sus padres eran los lideres de una de las mafias mas poderosas del lugar , y ella seria la siguiente al mando ...
Pero las cosas no siempre son lo que parecen , a ella no le gustaba la idea de andar por la vida matando personas inocentes o no ...
Un día esto cambio , ella se encontraba en el sótano con su madre practicando tiros con pistolas y practicando diferentes métodos de lucha ...
De la nada se escucha un fuerte sonido, su madre va a ver que es lo que ocurrió .
¿QUIERES SABER QUE ES LO PASO , QUE PASARA ? TE INVITO A LEAS LA HISTORIA .
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