Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 504 Master’s Certification

Alice used a lot more strength than when she kicked the sloppy man.

The crew-cut man took a solid hit.

Immediately.

Puff!

With a few bloody teeth drawing a beautiful arc in the air, the crew-cut man also flew out following the direction of

the force.

Boom!

He fell to the ground.

The other cheek came into intimate contact with the ground.

Then.

It was the end.

The crew-cut man didn’t move for a long time. It turned out he had passed out.

His fellows all had strange expressions and lewd smiles when they saw Alice. But now, they froze.

She was a fighter!

This hot and beautiful beauty was definitely a fighter. Otherwise, she couldn’t kick so sharply and make the

crew-cut man pass out.

Of course, it was also because the crew-cut man was careless.

The few people were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes suddenly turned cold. “What a bad-tempered

beauty. We have more desire for conquest now. Guys, come on!”

With a loud shout, several muscular men didn’t care about anything and showed all their skills.

It was a good opportunity to take advantage of Alice.

Several people swarmed up. But before touching the corner of Alice’s clothes, they saw her slender legs.

sweeping a few times in the air, bringing wind.

Her speed might be nothing in the cultivators’ eyes. But for ordinary boxers, it was extremely fast.

It dazzled people.

She was fast, precise, and powerful.

Almost in the blink of an eye, several men fell out simultaneously.

Like the crew-cut man, there was a bright red shoe print on their cheeks, and they passed out quickly.

Instantly, there was no sound at the scene.

Everyone looked at Alice in surprise.

Unexpectedly, this beautiful woman was such a fighter. It only took a while to kick those people unconscious.

Only Master of Clouds’s bodyguard could do that!

Everyone thought Alice was a bodyguard hired by Master of Clouds.

No wonder Master of Clouds had always remained calm.

“Who are you to fight with me? How dare you?*

Alice shouted and glanced at the rest of the scam gang with a smug expression.

The most powerful people of the gang were knocked out. The rest were either women or weak men.

Everyone fell silent upon hearing Alice’s shout.

Alice withdrew her gaze and raised her chin quite proudly.

She came to the state of Georgia to visit the grave of her parents. She was already depressed. Now she met a fake

Master of Clouds gang in this small town.

Of course, she couldn’t stand it.

So she used them to vent her unhappiness.

After kicking the crew-cut man and others unconscious, Alice felt much better.

Seeing that the crisis had been resolved, the wealthy merchants wanted to curry favor with Master of Clouds But

Alice gave them a pretentiously fierce look, making them give up.

She was a tough one!

Forgot it.

They were content to see Master of Clouds.

Only the sloppy man had recovered from the kick from the crew-cut man. Risking being beaten up by Alice, he

knelt and crawled in front of John.

“Master, I have realized my mistake. Please accept me as a disciple. I want to learn to paint from you,” the

sloppy man begged.

“Sorry, I don’t accept disciples.”

John said ruthlessly. Then, he quickly added in his heart, “I only accept beautiful disciples.”

The sloppy man’s eyes suddenly dimmed.

But he was not reconciled.

He quickly asked, “Then can you give me some advice on how to draw a masterpiece like you?”

John thought for a while and said, “Follow your heart.”

“Follow my heart…”

The sloppy man pondered, then said, “Master, I used to do that while painting, but why didn’t anyone appreciate

it?”

John didn’t want to talk to him at first. But the sloppy man was so persistent and seemed to have a fanatical

obsession with calligraphy and painting.

And John also knew the sloppy man was bewitched by the cut-cut man before.

He silently glanced at the painting booth on the ground.

John stared at a painting and asked, “Did you draw that watercolor painting?”

The sloppy man nodded hurriedly, “Yes. I drew a long time ago.”

The sloppy man had a talent for painting. John stared at that watercolor painting, thinking it was impressive

enough. Unfortunately, no one appreciated it.

He had been deliberately imitating Master of Clouds’s style. Although he had imitated a little artistic conception, his

paintings were still derivative and not as natural as that watercolor painting.

John pondered for a while, then suddenly picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the blank space of the

watercolor painting.

“Be yourself.”

After writing, John calmly said something to the sloppy man, then left with Alice.

The sloppy man picked up the watercolor painting in confusion. When he saw the words, he trembled violently and

cried, Immediately afterwards, he knelt and kowtowed at John’s back.

“Thank you, Master of Clouds! Thank you!!”

Everyone was puzzled and looked at the watercolor painting curiously, only to see “Certified by Master of

Clouds!”

The font had a strong personal style, and people could tell at a glance that it was Master of Clouds’s

signature.

In an instant, the crowd was boiling.

The sloppy man was certified by Master of Clouds, which was a great recognition of him!