Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

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…”

with short spiky

kneel down and kowtow to you. But if

you can’t draw it, you’ll have

people around felt a little

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

it a second

dared to take such a bet must be a ruthless

to do but jump out to find fault with them. He even said shamelessly that he would draw the Eagle Rests on the

a finger was a lesson for him.

Everyone was gloating.

the bet

accepted the

took the bet.

a fool, was he?

draw the Eagle Rests on the Trees in ten minutes.

didn’t remind you. If you dare to cheat, it’s not a matter of

man with short spiky hair sneered and glanced at the group of men behind him. They were all his partners and they

“Sure”

John nodded.

his

same as when the slovenly man painted.

pulling the paper were full of unwillingness, and they even wanted to disturb John when he was

John picked up the

A minute passed.

Two minutes later.

to be in a trance, with a

can’t draw it. Are you regretted?”

some faint sneers

start a painting. If the first one was not done well, most of the whole work

that

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

stand out to comment on Master of Clouds? He doesn’t even deserve to

Master of Clouds!”

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

came from the crowd