The Great Medical Saint

The room was engulfed with silence, and Kenneth watched in horror as Eugene fell onto the floor.

He couldn't believe it-this was Eugene, after all. Kenneth had personally witnessed Eugene take on ten men at the same time and made all ten of them flee in humiliation.

Eugene had never been hurt by his opponents, yet he was down with just a single move from Matthew. He slowly supported himself by the wall and got back up while he coughed.

Then, Eugene gritted his teeth and endured the constrictive pain from this stomach as he said, "You-You... Why didn't you use the Iron Fist? How dare you use your legs... How could you be so devious?"

Matthew became somewhat speechless upon hearing that—he didn't understand why Eugene was so sure that he would use the Iron Fist. But he still did as Eugene wished and said, "Fine then. I'll use my fists to send you to hell!"

Once he had finished speaking, he strode over to Eugene, who went pale yet again out of fear. His stomach was twisting in pain, and he felt all of his energy getting sapped out of his body.

"You... What are you trying to do? Have you thought it through? I'm from the Titanium-Legged Morris family in Mistvale City, and the Evans family will have to suffer from the nightmare you bring them if you were to even hurt me a little.noveldrama

"Stop! Do you really wish to see the Evans family fall into misfortune?"

Just then, the cracking bones echoed as Matthew punched him in the neck. Eugene quickly held onto his neck and looked at Matthew in horror as he slowly fell to the ground.

Soon after, Matthew turned and walked toward Kenneth with a threatening demeanor of a murderer. It frightened Kenneth so much that he backed away until he hit the wall with his back.

With nowhere to run, Kenneth begged out of fear, "Don't come over! We've never interacted before this, so there aren't any grudges between us. You can't just decide to kill me because I said a few words!"

Then, Matthew let out an icy smile as he said, "Who said we're clear of any grudges? You stole my things!"

Upon hearing that, Kenneth became confused. "I've never even met you, so how could I have taken anything from you? Tell me what it is-I'll pay you ten times its original amount."

All along, Matthew was waiting for this very phrase, and now that Kenneth had said it, Matthew replied, "You stole Silvaris Pharmaceuticals' formula, so I'm here to take it back."

When Kenneth heard what he said, he turned to look at Levi, who got so scared that he started to explain.

"Indeed, he's here for the formula, but it has nothing to do with me. I... I'm not familiar with him." But knowing that he couldn't clearly explain things clearly, Levi could only vague it up.

Having heard his response, Kenneth agreed without a moment's hesitation. "I'll go and get the formula for you.

"The formula is in a safe on the third floor, so why don't you take a seat and wait for a bit while I retrieve it for you? I'll brew a cup of coffee for you as well."

As Kenneth spoke, he politely

gestured for Matthew to take a seat. Then, Matthew sat down and stated coldly, "Someone of my standing doesn't deserve to sit at your table. I'll follow you up to retrieve the formula."

Just then, Kenneth slapped himself across the face and profusely apologized, "I'm sorry. I was too ignorant, so please bear no mind to my words and have a seat. I'll serve

you some coffee as an ave

too."

Afterward, he pulled out a chair and motioned for Matthew to take his seat as if he was a waiter serving Matthew.

But Matthew snorted coldly and said, "It doesn't matter how badly you're begging I can't be bothered to sit."

It made Kenneth regret so much that he wished the floor would swallow him up. He should have just held back from talking earlier.

There was not only the formula in his safe but also a gun, and now, because of the few words he had said, Matthew was going to follow him to retrieve the formula. How would Kenneth be able to retrieve the gun, then?

Seeing that Kenneth became silent, Matthew hurried him. "What are you waiting for? Go up and get the formula!"

As such, Kenneth could only reply bitterly, "Alright. Let's head up to get the formula."

Afterward, they headed up the stairs, and Kenneth could see that Matthew was sticking close to him, which was a huge problem.

How should he retrieve the gun when Matthew was sticking so closely to him? But there should be a chance for him to grab the gun as soon as he opened the safe!

With that thought in mind, Kenneth's eyes filled with determination-there was still a chance! As long as he had the gun, Matthew would be no match to him!