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 hair was pissed off.

you can, I kneel down and kowtow to you. But if you can’t draw

it, you’ll have to pick up this stone and break

the people around felt

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

it

such a bet

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

finger was a

Everyone was gloating.

the bet is somewhat unfair,

accepted the

really took the bet.

not a fool,

impossible for anyone to draw the Eagle

didn’t remind you. If you

at the group of men behind him. They were all his partners and they were very strong. It was absolutely impossible to give John

“Sure”

John nodded.

spiky hair was active. He asked his companions behind him to offer another piece of painting paper.

same as when the slovenly man

at this time, these men who were pulling the paper were full of unwillingness, and they even wanted to disturb

a glance at the paper, John picked up the wolf hair stained with ink, but he

A minute passed.

Two minutes later.

a brush in his hand, but he didn’t move.

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

were already some faint sneers

If the first one was

that John was

us He said loads of theories, but when it’s his turn to draw, he doesn’t even dare to drop his first

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

of

to make such a mess There is no need to gamble. Even if he loses

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