Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 500

Chapter 500 Drawing a painting within ten minutes

Alice followed the crowd and made a fuss.

She really wanted to see John take off his mask and sunglasses.

If these people knew that the person they were scolding and insulting at the moment was the guardian God of the US, King of Horizon, she didn’t know what kind of wonderful expression those people would have

Alice’s expectation was doomed to fail.

Because John had no intention of exposing his identity at all. Instead, he said lightly, “I can draw the same picture of the Eagle Rests on the Tree within ten minutes.”

Ten minutes?

Draw the Eagles Rests on the Tree?

Everyone looked at John as if he was a lunatic

The style of Master of Clouds’ works was strong. Many people couldn’t copy them even if they were given enough time.

This guy said he could draw it in ten minutes. Was he insane?

They didn’t even want to spend time scolding him.

It was a waste of time.

“Boy, I guess you are here to make trouble, aren’t you? But your level of making trouble is too weak Drawing

the Eagle Rests on the Tree within ten minutes, I’m afraid even Master of Clouds himself…”

The man with short spiky hair wanted to mock John, but he almost spilt the beans.

“What if I draw it?”

“If you can draw it within ten minutes… If you can, I will kneel on the ground and call you Grandpa!”

“Forget it. I don’t have an ugly grandson like you.”

“You…”

man with short spiky

look, “If you can, I kneel

He sneered and said, “If you can’t draw it, you’ll have to pick up this stone and break a finger by yourself. What do you think?”

around

only the pain in his body, but also the fear in his heart. If he didn’t break

hit it

a bet must be

fault with them. He even said shamelessly that he would draw the Eagle Rests on the Tree in ten

was a

Everyone was gloating.

bet is somewhat unfair,

the

took the

was not a fool, was

Eagle Rests on the Trees

I didn’t remind you. If you

him. They were all his partners and they were very strong. It was

“Sure”

John nodded.

spiky hair was active. He asked his companions behind him to offer

same as when the slovenly man

this time, these men who were pulling the paper were full of

paper, John picked up the wolf

A minute passed.

Two minutes later.

in a trance, with a brush in his hand,

now you find that you can’t draw it. Are

were already some

very difficult to start a painting. If the first one was not done

obvious that John was confused.

loads of theories, but when it’s his turn to draw,

on Master of Clouds? He doesn’t

of Clouds!”

clown. What can I expect him to do? He asked for it all by himself to make such a mess There is no need to gamble. Even if he loses a finger, it doesn’t deserve

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