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Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 500
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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…”

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The man with short spiky hair was pissed off.

Then he said with a fierce look, “If you can, I kneel down and kowtow to you. But if you can’t draw it…”

The man walked around and soon moved a stone back. 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?”

Hearing the bet, the people around felt a little fierce.

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

have to hit it a second time?

Whoever dared to take such a bet must be a ruthless person.

But he deserved it. After all, he had nothing to do but jump out to find fault with them. He even said shamelessly

that he would draw the Eagle Rests on the Tree in ten minutes

Breaking a finger was a lesson for him.

Everyone was gloating.

However, John said calmly. “Although the bet is somewhat unfair, I take it.”

He accepted the bet

He really took the bet.

He was not a fool, was he?

It was impossible for anyone to draw the Eagle Rests on the Trees in ten minutes.

“Well, you have the guts. Don’t say that I didn’t remind you. If you dare to cheat, it’s not a matter of one finger”

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

they were very strong. It was absolutely impossible to give John a chance to escape.

“Sure”

John nodded.

The man with short spiky hair was active. He asked his companions behind him to offer another piece of painting

paper.

It was the same as when the slovenly man painted.

However, the difference was that at this time, these men who were pulling the paper were full of unwillingness, and

they even wanted to disturb John when he was drawing.

After casting a glance at the paper, John picked up the wolf hair stained with ink, but he didn’t start painting.

A minute passed.

Two minutes later.

John seemed to be in a trance, with a brush in his hand, but he didn’t move.

“Haha, now you find that you can’t draw it. Are you regretted?”

There were already some faint sneers around.

In fact, it was very difficult to start a painting. If the first one was not done well, most of the whole work would be

destroyed.

It was obvious that John was confused.

“Ha ha, I’m afraid he’s making fun of us He said loads of theories, but when it’s his turn to draw, he doesn’t even

dare to drop his first stroke. It’s so humiliating”

“How dare such a person stand out to comment on Master of Clouds? He doesn’t even deserve to hand shoes

for Master of Clouds!”

“He is just a 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 pity at

Ridicule came from the crowd

The slovenly man raised his head and glanced at John. He didn’t say anything but snorted.

Looking extremely contemptuous.

It was completely impossible to draw the Eagle Rests on the Tree in ten minutes.

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John remained motionless.

Another six minutes passed.

Everyone was hopeless, but the men who were holding the paper said impatiently, “Do you want to draw or not? If

you don’t, please tell us!”

They were also impatient.

They thought that they could secretly shake two times to disturb John’s painting. Now it seemed that they

had thought too much.

There was no need to interfere. The man was already confused.

“Yes!”

When there were only two minutes left, John finally took action. He patted his forehead with his empty hand and

said, “Alice, we’ll go to eat millet noodles later. I heard that the millet noodles here are good.”

People present thought he was really confused. It turned out that he was thinking about what to eat after he wasted

eight minutes just now.

What was he doing?

The man with short spiky hair showed a trace of anger in his eyes, but he suppressed it when he thought that there

were only two minutes left.

Anyway, two minutes later, if this bloke didn’t draw the Eagle Rests on the Tree pattern, he would definitely break

his finger. He was too arrogant.

The point was that at this time, Alice even smiled and said, “Okay, millet noodles are just good!”

Everyone was speechless

Was there something wrong with the two of them?

“Ha ha, that’s it.”

At this time, suddenly a peal of bright laughter was heard from John.

Then.

The painting brush fell on the paper and the paper was dyed.