Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 502 Screw Their Business

The sloppy men had a dream too.

He dreamed of becoming a painter.

But learning the arts cost a large sum of money. Being a teacher or a doctor was the most reliable way.. Well,

studying medicine needed lots of money too.

The sloppy man had an ordinary family, and his parents hoped he could find a stable job.

So he ran away from home in a fit of anger.

Since then, he had become a wandering painter.

At that time, the Master of Clouds hadn’t become famous yet. The sloppy man didn’t imitate anyone’s painting style

but painted as he wanted.

However, no one appreciated his paintings.

The sloppy man painted a lot of things, but he could only make ends meet.

People gave him money because they thought he was pitiful instead of appreciating his paintings.

The sloppy man had a backbone. He would rather pursue his dream by half-begging than go back and compromise

with his family.

After wandering for a long time, he developed an unruly temperament.

Until one day.

The Master of Clouds’s works came out, making great waves in the calligraphy and painting world.

The Master of Clouds’s works suddenly inspired the sloppy man. Later, the more he watched, the more addicted he

became and the more he admired.

The first painting he saw was Eagle Rests on the Tree in a magazine he picked up. Countless calligraphers and

painters commented that the Master of Clouds was a rare genius with a unique style and that no one

could imitate.

The sloppy man decided to imitate the Master of Clouds’s style to prove himself.

It wasn’t easy at the beginning. It was not until a few years later that he could barely imitate a trace of the essence,

which was due to his wandering experience.

So when the crew-cut guy and his men came over to praise him, he couldn’t be more excited.

After wandering for so many years, someone finally discovered his talent!

When the crew-cut man said he could drive a luxury car, live in a luxury house, and sleep with beautiful women, the

sloppy man became even more excited and asked how he could have that dream.

Later, he knew the crew-cut man wanted him to pretend to be the Master of Clouds to cheat.

The sloppy man refused immediately.

The Master of Clouds was his idol. He couldn’t do that. Otherwise, he would ruin the Master of Clouds’s reputation

and disgrace him.

The sloppy man said angrily that he would never do that.

The crew-cut man didn’t give up. They had come to him to persuade and bewitch him for a long time.

Until one day, the crew-cut man withdrew 20 thousand dollars in cash, put them in a bag, and threw the bag in

front of the sloppy man.

The sloppy man had been living a miserable life since he ran away from home. Suddenly, he saw 20 thousand

dollars in cash.

It was a big temptation.

The sloppy man had no choice but to accept it.

I’m sorry, Master of Clouds. I didn’t mean to offend you. But they gave too much money!” the sloppy man

thought.

From then on, this fake Master of Clouds gang was formally established.

And they cheated a lot of money.

But no one thought they would meet the real Master of Clouds today.

The sloppy man knelt on the ground.

Yes.

He knelt in front of John.

No one forced him.

It was his immense guilt that drove him to kneel in front of John.

“Master of Clouds, please forgive my offense and ignorance… I will never do that again!”

The sloppy man burst into tears.

The people, stunned for a long time, were awakened by the sloppy man’s loud cry, looking awful.

Just now, they were actually helping the fake Master of Clouds to criticize the real one. That was ridiculous!

The few wealthy business people who ran to withdraw the money came back. They were dumbfounded when they

saw the sloppy man, who they thought was the Master of Clouds, kneeling before a young man.

What happened?

After asking the others, they realized a dramatic twist had happened while they were away.

They almost got scammed!

Fortunately, the real Master of Clouds showed up.

Immediately afterwards.

Those wealthy businessmen looked at the Eagle Rests on the Tree John painted almost simultaneously.

They stared at it, getting excited!

This was the original!

Just as they were just about to speak, John raised his hand, instantly turning the Eagle Rests on the Tree he had just

drawn into debris.

“Well…”

Everyone froze.

The painting worth hundreds of millions was destroyed like that?

The Master of Clouds was reckless.

Everyone was heartbroken, as if John had shattered their millions of dollars.

On the contrary, John wasn’t sad at all but turned his head to look at the crew-cut man. He said with a smile, “You

lost, so kneel and kowtow!”

The crew-cut man couldn’t say a word.

He hadn’t recovered from the shock.

He was dull.

John drew Eagle Rests on the Tree in less than two minutes. More than that, after he finished it, he shattered it. He

obviously didn’t want them to take advantage of it.

“Damn it! I don’t care if you are the Master of Clouds. You dare to fuck up our business. I’m going to kill you!”

After the crew-cut man came back to his senses, he didn’t have any repentance. Instead, he stared fiercely at

John.

He and his men were not calligraphy and painting lovers at all, nor were they fans of the Master of Clouds. It was

just a scamming gang.

They worked with the sloppy man because he was useful.

Now John made them unable to make money. They didn’t care about whether he was the Master of Clouds but just

wanted to crush him.