Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 503 Paint or Break Your Hands

Instead of fulfilling the bet of kneeling and kowtowing to John, the crew-cut man showed a fierce look, obviously not

planning to let John leave here easily.

After he talked harshly, seven or eight strong men came out of the crowd.

They all had grim expressions.

Cutting off someone’s source of money is like killing his parents. Now John had taken away their business, and it was

like he had killed their families.

They wouldn’t let him go so easily.

Although the other people knew John was their idol, Master of Clouds, they were instantly terrified when they saw

the crew-cut man’s strong group.

But a few wealthy merchants who brought bodyguards thought of taking this opportunity to get close to Master of

Clouds, so they sent their bodyguards to protect him.

However, as soon as the bodyguards made a move, they realized their opponents were all rough fighters. In fact, it

made sense. If they didn’t have some skills, how could they dare to cheat so blatantly?

Even the crew-cut man could do boxing. He quickly knocked the wealthy businessmen’s bodyguards down

with ruthless moves.

“Stop!”

At this time, the sloppy man kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head and roared. His eyes were red, and

tears were still on his face.

But as soon as he spoke, the crew-cut man kicked him on the shoulder and said with a sneer, “It’s okay that you

pretended on normal days. But are you fucking taking yourself seriously? If you don’t want to die, shut

up!”

Feeling like his shoulder blades were broken, the sloppy man instantly fell to the ground.

At this moment, he finally realized everything was false.

The crew-cut’s gang used to be polite to him because they wanted to use his false identity to make money. But now

they were screwed, so they would no longer take him seriously.

They were all hypocritical liars!

After dealing with those bodyguards, the crew-cut man walked towards John with a sneer, “Master of

Clouds? Do you want me to kneel and kowtow to you?”

He joked

John was calm and even smiled. He said, “A bet is a bet. Since you lost, you must fulfill it.”

“Are you really not afraid of death?”

A cold light flickered in the crew-cut man’s eyes.

John said, “If I were afraid of death, I wouldn’t have proposed to bet with you.”

“Good. Master of Clouds, you’re a real individual.”

After hearing John’s answer, the crew-cut man smiled instead of being angry. He said, “Well, I won’t make it difficult

for you. As long as you draw ten more paintings for us, I will forgive you.”

Everyone suddenly trembled.

Ten paintings?

They would be worth hundreds of millions!

These people were ready to make a great fortune!

However, for Master of Clouds, if he could use ten paintings to save himself, it would be worth it.

Anyway, he just spent some time and energy.

It was a good deal.

However, to everyone’s surprise, John asked, “What if I don’t agree?”

If he didn’t agree…

For a while, everyone had a lot of feelings.

They got weird expressions again.

Just now, the crew-cut man’s gang had shown their arrogance. They even took the bodyguards hired by wealthy

merchants with high salaries down.

Master of Clouds didn’t want to agree?

Was he out of his mind?

The crew-cut man sneered, “If you don’t agree, leave your hands. I will make you unable to paint for the rest of

your life!”

Everyone was shocked upon hearing that.

If Master of Clouds lost his hands, not only more than hundreds of millions dollars would be lost, but it was an

irreparable pain and a huge loss for the entire calligraphy and painting circle.

Those previous paintings would be Master of Clouds’s posthumous works.

When the wealthy merchants heard this, they became anxious and quickly persuaded, “Master, your hands are

priceless treasures. Please think about it!”

“That’s right. It’s just ten paintings. It shouldn’t be a problem for you. Just listen to them!”

“We all know you have an iron backbone, but don’t let your emotions get in the way…”

Everyone began to persuade.

The crew-cut man showed a smug smile.

Everyone with a brain would know how to choose between breaking hands and drawing ten paintings.

Presumably, John was a man with a brain.

But the truth was, John had no brains.

At least in the eyes of others, he was stupid because he shook his head.

“I won’t give you paintings, and you are not qualified to take my hands,” John said.

Others sneered!

The crew-cut man stared at him, as if cold lights suddenly shot out.

“I’m done playing nice. Guys, take good care of Master of Clouds!”

The crew-cut man gave an order. The seven or eight muscular men immediately approached John with big strides,

with the flesh on their faces trembling violently and their eyes full of fierce light.

“You dare to bully John. Did you ask me?”

At this time, a clear cold snort sounded suddenly. Alice stood in front of John in the next second.

John was speechless.

“I took the scolding while you came to show off. That’s unfair,” John thought.

Alice’s appearance immediately made those muscular men stunned for a moment. Then, they show strange

expressions.

The crew-cut man looked greedily at Alice’s sexy figure, grinned, and said, “Hey, gorgeous, don’t worry. We will

make you feel amazing after we fix Master of Clouds.”

“Go and make your mother feel amazing!”

Alice had a temper, and she was already depressed. The crew-cut man’s words instantly made her explode.

A beautiful figure flashed.

A pair of round and slender white legs and Alice’s shoes immediately crossed the side face of the crew-cut

man.