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Within ten minutes, Babur painted quite realistic wounds on Victor's forehead, arms and legs with non-toxic pigment.

The rest of people were stunned by his skills.

Victor was also amazed by the wound on his hand. He watched Babur paint it, but the final effect was the same as the real one.

It is comparable to the prosthetic makeup of martial arts films.

No wonder Dixon can easily disguise himself. Babur's skills is really invincible.

Lamont witnessed the whole process with his own eyes for the first time. He rarely showed a shocked expression. "He looks terrible."

"Yes."

Victor lifted his intact arm with a bloody incision on it, which just looked as if it was not completely recovered yet. Babur's painting skill was quite excellent so that he even could imitate such wounds.

"I also drew the scars on your forehead."

Babur gave Victor a mirror and ask him to look by himself. After Victor saw it, he gasped. Oh, my God... At first glance, he is even sacred by this scar which is not ferocious but real

"Okay, this effect is enough."

Babur went to wash off the pigment, as he said, "If it weren't for Dixon removed your bandages, I don't have to draw some wounds again. Don't touch them. The pigment may not be dry yet. Blow them dry later."

Victor and Kurosawa looked at each other and felt particularly magical.

"Don, you are really skillful talents around you."

Kurosawa sighed with emotion. "Everyone is particularly skillful."

Victor was proud to talk about this. "Right. Babur's medical skill is excellent. Only Lenard's can compare with his."noveldrama

Babur was washing his tools. When he heard this, his handsome face turned livid, his hair dropping. With his angry face, he looked a bit enchanting.

"Ha-ha-ha." Asuka joked. "Envy, you are so narrow-minded."

"So what?" Babur said maliciously, "Do I eat your rice? I don't like others compare me with Lenard."

Carl held his chin, half narrowed his eyes lazily, and said in a low voice with a smile, "I think you love him."

Chuff--

Babur thought his knee was pierced by a knife, unable to hold the tools on his hand.

Others saw Babur was confounded and turned more pleasant, especially Marcus who laughed, slapping his own legs. "Carl, you got his secret. You dislike him so much, but you still like communicating with him about the medical skills."

"I only cherish his skills!" Babur really wanted to hit that plate of paint on Marcus's face. "What are you laughing at? What qualifications do you have to laugh? You even haven't confessed you feeling after you've been with Lamont for so many years."

Marcus choked, "What? We are both men!"

"Oops."

Babur snorted. "Then why do you say I love Lenard. We are both men, too."

Lamont retorted him with Marcus. "But you look like a woman."

The rest burst of laughter again.

Babur rushed out with a brush. "Damn you! I'll beat you two."

Ralph knocked on the door. After the waiter helped him open the door, he came in and saw a handsome man with white hair poke his wet painting tool at another cold man's throat. This action was dangerous, but it was stopped by a man smiling.

Babur gnashed his teeth. "Well, you two are in cahoots!"

Marcus noticed someone at the door and saw Ralph standing there. He initially smiled. Upon looking into Ralph's eyes, a sense of stress overwhelmed him.

Everyone in the room stopped laughing.

It was a contrast to the previous air. After Ralph came in their place, all of them turned nervous.

Including Victor and Kurosawa.

Ralph looked at Babur's white hair, and an idea flashed across his mind.

White hair?

There are not many white-haired people in the world.

Ralph grinned at the door, and Ace spoke for him. "Good morning, everyone, our boss came today just to have a good talk with two children, Victor and Kurosawa."

Babur took his hand back, all the

his

brush fell into his sleeve at once. Within a minute, he gathered all his tools. Then he turned to get a string to tie his hair. His white hair looked so enchanting in Ralph's eyes. "You have quite beautiful hair."

Babur sneered, "Jealous? I recommend a barber shop to you, so you also can have one."

They were familiar with this business tone.

Ralph just stared at him till Carl stood up. "You came here for Victor? We'll give you the place."

Originally, this room was also a suite, and there was a small living room inside. The adults went to the living room, leaving Dixon and two children to stay outside.

Then a subtle conversation came, and all the people inside crossed their hands on their chests seriously.

Five of the Seven Deadly Sins, including Envy, Wrath, Lust, Pride and Sloth, were all in this small room.

Asuka said, frowning, "Do you feel it?"

Babur nodded, "I feel it, the oppressive feeling."

"I think from the appearance and aura, Ralph is not from an ordinary family. In other words, he's from a higher level."

"I think so."

Marcus agreed with Carl's view. "When I saw him before, I thought he was a politician, because he gave me a feeling..."

Lamont added, "Hypocrisy."

The rest were surprised.

Yes, hypocrisy.

He is so hypocritical that it even becomes his instinct.

Only politician's would be like this.

The officialdom where also witnessed ingrate men who lost their jobs and got promoted by biting the hand that fed them was no less dangerous and horrifying than the commercial venues.